Saturday, January 30, 2010 at 05:15PM Cognac 18H. That was the color of the paint in the kitchen in designer language. I had forgotten the name Cognac 18H. I had forgotten that is, until I found myself in the garage making a small mountain of things to throw away before the movers came. I was a bit irritated while I was
Friday, January 22, 2010 at 12:34PM For lunch yesterday I ate a slices of Hass avocado with chunks of half of a pink grapefruit. Here in Germany they are labeled "rose" grapefruit which I find more attractive and pleasurable to think about when picking out which one of the non-perfectly piled
Saturday, December 19, 2009 at 08:22PM It was one thing to throw myself into my bed in anticipation of sweet sleep, it was another to be able to relax enough to allow it to happen. I was so accustomed to the albergue noise that silence seemed strange and automatically my ears wandered out into
Wednesday, November 11, 2009 at 01:46PM The bus ride to the train station in Frankfurt took an hour perhaps a little longer. I sat staring out the window observing the traffic I hadn't missed in the last four weeks. My mind was in and out of the Camino world and the world in front of me. I gave my mind the task to think about getting home, about how it would feel to
Wednesday, November 4, 2009 at 10:39PM It was Renate.
Renate, the German woman whom I had met at the airport in London at the beginning of my journey. Renate, who helped me and Anna get to St. Jean Pied de Port. Renate, who helped me feel at ease those first first few hours and days of my journey.