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... Thanks for following along, it's been fun and gratifying to know friends and family have been on the trip with us.
Many have commented it was "the trip of a lifetime". Well, yes... but we hope not, more one of our trips during our lifetime. We're already thinking about where to go next.
Midge and David
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... languages. Apparently Spanish and Italian are close enough that they can understand what each other are saying. Nothing else about that night seemed too spectacular.
Halloween is coming up soon. It's not as big a deal here in England, and I never took the time to go shopping for a costume. I wont be able to attend any parties anyway because I'm going on the University sanctioned trip to Stonehenge the entire weekend.
... in the garden with Marianne and Rein, drinking wine.
As it got dark, Mona and I walked into central Nijmegen to the bridge to watch the opening ceremony's firework display. the festival was in full swing already, with various stages pumping out music and many people thronging. The students, as always, were ensuring the full quota of alcoholic beverages were being consumed. Later, I managed to sleep through various student yodels and screams outside the window.
... at first it was just a delay. after 15 minutes of waiting the board suddenly switched to cancelled. eight miles from my connecting train with only forty minutes to get there, busses don't take bikes so I had no choice but to hop on and make a ride for it. I made it. I survived the sketchy driving habits, jams and numerous traffic circles with FIVE whole minutes to spare.
screw you Birmingham, I made it out alive and I'm never coming back.
... the one major question of who am i? I'm so used to pursuing life courses for other peoples' happiness, leading me to propagate different ideas of who I am, that I am not sure quite who I am myself. We forget that by propagating certain ideas to different groups in life we lose the ability to define who we are. As Jorgee Luis Borges wrote; "I am god, I am hero, I am philosopher, I am demon and I am world, which is a tedious way of saying that I do not exist." Amongst varied groups ...