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Below The Equator III: Getting Down to Business in the Big Garden
[Yes, I’m thirsty. A statue greets the park visitors, offering a drink. Photo is mine] One touch of nature makes all the world kin. ~~John Muir There should be no doubt, dear readers, that your host and blogger has had a few stressful days upon our arrival in Buenos Aires. You’ve read how painful the…
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Below The Equator II: The Incident At Gate 47
[The afternoon of January 2, 2025 found me sitting on a sofa in the lobby of a Hostel. Photo is mine.] Some travel is more of a nuisance than a hardship, but travel is always a mental challenge, and even at its most difficult, travel can be an enlightenment. ~~Paul Theroux The original title of…
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Below The Equator I: I Don’t Need A Reason To Go To Buenos Aires, But I Have A Few
[A Gaucho. Source: Wikipedia.] In Llama land, there’s a one man band And he’ll toot his flute for you… –Come Fly With Me. Songwriters: Sammy Cahn/Jimmy Van Heusen. The song is referencing Peru. In Buenos Aires, tango’s a must, Even pigeons here dance in the dust. Empanadas so good, you’ll shed a tear, But watch…
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Coal For Christmas
[Another year. Another Christmas. I republish this every holiday season with a tweak here and there. This story is true and I am passing it down to new readers and my two children and my grandson. Every story from our own lives or the lives of those we once loved…every story is worth telling. There…
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Ooh, Paddy: A Boy Sits In The Grass Near His Grandfather
[My grandfather, George Hotchko. Photo is from the early 1970’s. Credit: Daniel Egan.] Oh, I dunno, Paddy. Sometimes those stories keep me up at night. They make me uncomfortable. ~~Spoken to me by my grandfather, George Hotchko. When I was a little boy. 1950’s. Part 1-Meeting my grandfather… Yes, the title. Of course I’m the…
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A Dark And Sad Anniversary
[Steve’s grave. Monroe, Louisiana. Photo is mine.] The past is a foreign country; they do things differently there. ~~ L. P. Hartley On Friday, November 22, I will step away from whatever social engagement I may be involved in…and I will look up to a cloud or maybe a single star. And I will remember.…
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I Bought A Bath Bomb
[The Bath Bomb. Photo is mine.] Do you think we’re going to leave this bath now? said Beaver Hateman, going menacingly to Uncle. Yes, I do! Well, you’re jolly well wrong! I’m going to stay here all night, if I want to! ~~ J. P. Martin “Uncle” I glanced at the rear view mirror. The…
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On A Warm Halloween, Here’s Something For You
[The author at Highgate Cemetery, September, 2024. London. Photo is mine.] When I was a child, I was afraid of ghosts. When I grew up, I realized people are more scary. ~~Anon Once more, another year, another Halloween and another opportunity for me to share something spooky with you. No ghost photos this year. Not…
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The Journey’s End 3: Inside Wimborne Minster-The Man In The Wall & The Chained Library
[Wimborne Minster. The Church of St Cuthburga. Wimborne, Dorset. Photo is mine.] The day we find the perfect church, it becomes imperfect the moment we join it. ~~Anon Where heaves the turf in many a mould’ring heap, Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep. ~~Thomas Gray Elegy…
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Journey’s End 2: Ringo Blaze & The Screaming Toilet Fish From Hell
[The White Hart Pub. The same place I remember so well. But, not the same place I found a few nights ago. Photo is mine.] Me to my brother, Dan: They call themselves Ringo Blaze & The Screaming Toilet Fish From Hell. Eh? My brother, Dan to me: Green or purple eight inch spiked mohawk.…
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