Escargot and a glass of wine. Ahh, the Parisian life. In sixty to seventy degree evening light, we savor chocolate mousse as a street performer strums his guitar and sings an Italian love song. We don’t give him any money. Eating out is a commitment in France. The waiters are relaxed. No extra service and…
Category: Overseas
This part is all from my time in Europe. My archived travel blog.
Flashback to Flight 1/2/14
Excerpt from 1/2/14 notes: It is eerie and awful to watch the ground drop away, buildings growing smaller and smaller until you see the city as a scattering of mere pinpricks of light. With a new dawn of realization, the thought comes to me: man has learned to fly. What power and ingenuity man is…
College visit: St. Edmund’s Hall
A small, ancient building made of white stone. There aren’t any tourists. It feels so. . . empty. Then I walk into a courtyard garden, and there he is. He is practically part of the scenery, an exotic flower, surrounded by his mates. On a bench, he sits absorbing nature like a plant absorbs sunshine….
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As the end of term draws near, I would like to commemorate all the wonderful classtimes I have experienced in England. First, I would like to mention Chemistry. The Chemistry teacher has brought levity into my dull and jaded life. “Catherine! Is that a raised hand? No? You were sort of flopping your arm…