This song from this CD
is emanating from the speakers in my vehicle as
I drive along the TransCanada #1
from Harrison Hot Springs to Vancouver.
This song from this CD
is emanating from the speakers in my vehicle as
I drive along the TransCanada #1
from Harrison Hot Springs to Vancouver.
This is the only traffic I encountered along the 5 km stretch of forest
that connects Hévíz to Keszthely, Hungary.
Before heading down the pathway, I asked a local woman:
Any wild animals that should concern me?
No, she said, then laughed, and looked at me funny.
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For more on Hévíz, go here, here, and here.
Always been curious about the High Arctic.
Hadn’t occurred to me I’d fly atop it on my journey to Europe.
After a nap, I look out the window–ice floes everywhere.
Baffin Island. Baffin Bay. Greenland. Norwegian Sea.
In-flight TV monitor reads:
Minus 86 degrees celsius at over 35,000 feet.
Go here for more on Flight 493.
Who owns this car? Who adorned it like this?
I want to see this person–how they decorates themselves.
I wait for a while, no one appears.
I don’t have proof, but assume they look like their car, the reverse, or something else …
Me:
“What was it like for you during the Olympics?”
Driver:
“It was good. I liked it. No grumpy people.”