Brasschaat...

... more from Antwerp, Belgium....

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Belguim....

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Lochnagar..

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Alasdair...

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Finally....

... a 23 hour door-to-door trip ended up being 33.....

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Class.....

Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,
Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,
Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs
And towards our distant rest began to trudge.
Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots
But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind;
Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots
Of tired, outstripped Five-Nines that dropped behind.
Gas! Gas! Quick, boys! An ecstasy of fumbling,
Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time;
But someone still was yelling out and stumbling,
And flound'ring like a man in fire or lime . . .
Dim, through the misty panes and thick green light,
As under a green sea, I saw him drowning.
In all my dreams, before my helpless sight,
He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning.
If in some smothering dreams you too could pace
Behind the wagon that we flung him in,
And watch the white eyes writhing in his face,
His hanging face, like a devil's sick of sin;
If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood
Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs,
Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud
Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues,
My friend, you would not tell with such high zest
To children ardent for some desperate glory,
The old Lie; Dulce et Decorum est
Pro patria mori.

Wilfred Owen
8 October 1917 - March, 1918

.... goodnight......

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Fiasco....

... part two of Hell....lost luggage, missed flights, lost spouses, inoperable cell phones......

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Hell...

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Atlantic...

...May 21, 2006..... just south of Greenland......

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Thyme...

... continued from May 10th, 2006 in Montrose, Scotland....

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....and here's the earworm I was talking about....

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Grilling....

... in Scotland, when you decide to grill, you grill.... the weather has nothing to do with your deision....

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Pate....

.... after stuffing ourselves at lunchtime, this was written after evening snacks.... May 7th, 2006....

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Carvery....

...continued from May 7th, 2006......

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Choral....

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Cairnamount....

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Doggles..

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Linn....

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Colonial...

... continued from May 5th, 2005 at the Craigendarroch Hilton.....

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Cabbage...

... after spending the day in Aboyne and Braemar, Scotland...

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Woman...

.... continued from the morning of May 4th, 2005... Ballater, Scotland...

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Showers...

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Luggage

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Journals.....

.... for the past seven years I have kept a travel journal....... and since I don't seem to be writing very much lately, I thought it might be a bit interesting to me, at least, to re-see what I had to say for myself back in the day.......

...sometimes it is good to look back and remember where we came from..........

....anyway, here is the first page of my journal......... this could get quite interesting...... oh, and I hope that you can read my handwriting......

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Moods.....

..... currently chiming out from my CD Player while I whip up dinner..... Sweet & Sour Chicken and Hard Hearted Hannah.....

..."I saw her by the seashore with a great big pan..... She was pouring water on a drowning man!".....

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