Welcome to the jar
Trip Start
Mar 23, 2008
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Trip End
Jul 17, 2008
This was a lot to take in. I may have to sit and think about how I really felt in this city. Lots happening. Thanks to Billy for scooping me off the main drag leading me through the ferocious stay alive and into the quiet quarters of his safe palace in Dooley.
ah Dooley
all the doors flew open and there was Carson, the pathfinder
She guided me through the gardens showing me where I could find things, taught me about the honeysuckle, and eventually showed me a secret passage way that ended back into Ethiopia. Jordan led me through a forest of fresh new aromas, preparing for the feast, Alyssa was a beautiful hostess, and mysteriously every time I reached for my glass it was full again. and Billy, his words his thoughts streamlining into the waves of a question, of many questions I have asked. He was full of truth and knowledge, wisdom. At dark a fire on a sacred spot. The warmth it gave, the serenity. the grounding.
ah Dooley
all the doors flew open and there was Carson, the pathfinder
She guided me through the gardens showing me where I could find things, taught me about the honeysuckle, and eventually showed me a secret passage way that ended back into Ethiopia. Jordan led me through a forest of fresh new aromas, preparing for the feast, Alyssa was a beautiful hostess, and mysteriously every time I reached for my glass it was full again. and Billy, his words his thoughts streamlining into the waves of a question, of many questions I have asked. He was full of truth and knowledge, wisdom. At dark a fire on a sacred spot. The warmth it gave, the serenity. the grounding.

