Continued from Glasgow Weekend - Friday April 28 - part 1 We went out to dinner last night at a “world buffet” - including Indian, Chinese, Italian and Scottish food and Sushi bar and I suspect others. It was the biggest buffet I have ever seen. Maybe this photo gives a hint of the scale and how many choices. I was and am amazed that I could experience it with childlike wonder and awe rather than my usual sense in cities (when I’ve just come down from the quiet and solitude of the trail) that it’s all too much - too many people, too much noise and confusion. I attribute the ease of transition in part to beginning my visit with a glass of good Scottish beer (to be followed after dinner with Prosecco). For all the villain using I have done of alcohol in my life, I now admit that as Leonard Cohen sings “When I turned my back on the devil, I turned my back on the angel too.” Yes. Alcohol is both muse and monster as I realized listening to Robby Burns. But it wasn’t just de...
Continued from Glasgow Weekend -April 30 - part 2 Hello again, travel companions. It is now actually late Monday morning (11:30am-ish) and I am sitting in the Heraklion airport arrivals area. awaiting Chris and Judy who will arrive at 2:05pm. They are in Athens now and their plane to Crete departs at 1:10pm. I notice how comforting I find exact times when I am in transition and in unfamiliar surroundings. The precision of numbers gives a comforting illusion of certainty and control. That thought makes me smile. And my mind segues to the scarf that the Glasgow girls gave me as I left: a bold pink and green scarf that proclaimed Celtic club. As I was going through passport check after my flight from Glasgow a fellow traveler noticed the scarf and gave me a big grin, thumbs up, and fighting fists. What a sweet funny experience of belonging to a club I could not imagine belonging to. Here’s a photo of Callum and Lydia celebrating the Celtic victory over the Rangers (sent by Nata...
Friday, April 28. It’s Friday afternoon and I’ve had a lovely day in Glasgow after arriving yesterday afternoon. One of the loveliest parts has been writing my blog. The worst part is that the post, which was essentially finished, just disappeared. Gone. The app I use does this from time to time. Magically makes my posts disappear and I have to start all over again. It has definitely happened before but never when I’d written so much. So let’s see if I can write it again - my personal challenge is to enjoy writing it as much as I did the first time. So let’s start with Katie and Natalie, two young women Chris and I met in Venice for about 10 minutes last spring and with whom we’ve exchanged texts several times since (which hadn’t mentioned that they have two kids - so I have the unexpected joy of meeting Kallum 8 and Lydia 10). Katie’s their birth mom but Natalie’s been co-parenting for over 5 years. The kids were at their weekly overnight with Katie’s mum Thursday so I didn’t me...
Thank you River. Almost a mirror image of Callum’s celebration pose!
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