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Estella and Lucid Dreaming. Chp 17. Not my Camino.
I don’t know you at all. And with our very limited interaction the only deductions I may conclude is that you are a carbon based life form and you own a computing device, either hand or lap. So you might … Continue reading
Coming Down is Harder
After climbing up a whole mountain I was hoping for a certain cliche to appear before me. Actually, I was praying for that cliche, longing for it! Which is dangerous, as cliches are the core of bad writing and sloppy … Continue reading
The Biggest Albergue in the World! meh.
Stacy and I came out of the Pyrenees, wind blown and exhausted. So exhausted that the walls of the Roncevalles Orreaga albergue which loomed over us like a 1960’s Hammer Vampire film didn’t impress us. They should have, and on … Continue reading
The Climb to Roncesvalles
I am a history nerd. Folks like us are usually called Buffs, as in History Buff, but I am not a “buff” when it comes to history. A buff is a passive little thing that can be blown away with … Continue reading
“So, lemme ‘esplain, no, there is too much, lemme sum up.” or, Why Buddhists are Annoyingly Quiet.
“So, lemme ‘esplain, no, there is too much, lemme sum up.”—that’s one of my favorite quotes from ‘The Princess Bride”, a film I might unfriend you for not liking. It’s near the end of the film when a thick accented … Continue reading