Double Agent
The following is a journal entry from Saturday:
I checked my face. I noticed a new zit and something that I was perplexed to see. A grey hair. But not on the top of my head, but in my eyebrow. The left one to be precise.
I set up camp. I slept, I dreamed little small dreams. Some puzzled me. Specially the one that Glenn joined me in the tent. I asked how did he find me. His reply, was thgat he knows be better than he or I thought.
The drive down was uneventful. A couple driving errors but no one was hurt or injured. My toes are still numb, for it got quite chilly last night.
So I'm alive. Sitting in the car listening to the "Quality of Life report", a book on CD.
My hands are already dry from handling all the playa gear.
Its 20 til 10 and time for me to head to cederville and the last turn for the playa. Powerbar for breakfast.
The campground glenn and I would normally stat at seemed and was entirely devoid of life, cept for the hum of all the bees. Glenn is terrified of bees.
I hurrilly got my water and took of for the campgound where I am currently still sitting in.
But now its time to go.
But first a stop in cederville.
Somwhere I have always wanted to stop in but it was always closed up when we came through. I went into the gallery/saddlery shop. Glanced inthe windows of the coffee shop that offers panini's, wifi and pizza thursday-saturday from 5-9 only.
The town also had a store that offered tanning and waxing.
I have had a few of (ok more than a few) pangs for home and Glenn. But the strongest one so far came to me in klamath falls, for when I checked my cell and saw that I no longer had access to call him. I was then completey on my own.
Its a little after 10 am and is getting quyite warm. I have only a 100 or so miles to go, but in someways I've gone farther than ever.
Sunday:
Blue has arrived. So far the only other person from our camp.
Last night go so cold I thought aout all the things I could of brought with me to make it warmer. A light breeze is blowing. I'm still in my black tank top that I've been wearing since thursday. I've been "picked up" by most of the male members of wheeeville.
I'm not really sure I understand the point of that,
DL thought I was rachel when I walked up. Cause they havent seen me this thin and rachel is really skinny.
So I just realized that I cant put up my shade, since I left my joiner pieces in seattle. I will be probably be asking around today and tomorrow to see if anyone has extra 1" pvc. Bah such an idiot.
Booker and Ivy are here now. Mannequins are scattered across camp and my 19$ bottle of wine exploded in the car due to the heat. At least it was white wine and not red.
Monday (and my final journal entry)
Slept ok. Got the ear plugs in really well last night and it wasnt until after sunrise that I got up.
Booker has started building the pagoda and Ivy has gone on the first ice run. I feel really odd.
Its a warm one today. I want my bike so I can easily get to the portos.
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I will try to write in about the rest of the week at some other time.
I checked my face. I noticed a new zit and something that I was perplexed to see. A grey hair. But not on the top of my head, but in my eyebrow. The left one to be precise.
I set up camp. I slept, I dreamed little small dreams. Some puzzled me. Specially the one that Glenn joined me in the tent. I asked how did he find me. His reply, was thgat he knows be better than he or I thought.
The drive down was uneventful. A couple driving errors but no one was hurt or injured. My toes are still numb, for it got quite chilly last night.
So I'm alive. Sitting in the car listening to the "Quality of Life report", a book on CD.
My hands are already dry from handling all the playa gear.
Its 20 til 10 and time for me to head to cederville and the last turn for the playa. Powerbar for breakfast.
The campground glenn and I would normally stat at seemed and was entirely devoid of life, cept for the hum of all the bees. Glenn is terrified of bees.
I hurrilly got my water and took of for the campgound where I am currently still sitting in.
But now its time to go.
But first a stop in cederville.
Somwhere I have always wanted to stop in but it was always closed up when we came through. I went into the gallery/saddlery shop. Glanced inthe windows of the coffee shop that offers panini's, wifi and pizza thursday-saturday from 5-9 only.
The town also had a store that offered tanning and waxing.
I have had a few of (ok more than a few) pangs for home and Glenn. But the strongest one so far came to me in klamath falls, for when I checked my cell and saw that I no longer had access to call him. I was then completey on my own.
Its a little after 10 am and is getting quyite warm. I have only a 100 or so miles to go, but in someways I've gone farther than ever.
Sunday:
Blue has arrived. So far the only other person from our camp.
Last night go so cold I thought aout all the things I could of brought with me to make it warmer. A light breeze is blowing. I'm still in my black tank top that I've been wearing since thursday. I've been "picked up" by most of the male members of wheeeville.
I'm not really sure I understand the point of that,
DL thought I was rachel when I walked up. Cause they havent seen me this thin and rachel is really skinny.
So I just realized that I cant put up my shade, since I left my joiner pieces in seattle. I will be probably be asking around today and tomorrow to see if anyone has extra 1" pvc. Bah such an idiot.
Booker and Ivy are here now. Mannequins are scattered across camp and my 19$ bottle of wine exploded in the car due to the heat. At least it was white wine and not red.
Monday (and my final journal entry)
Slept ok. Got the ear plugs in really well last night and it wasnt until after sunrise that I got up.
Booker has started building the pagoda and Ivy has gone on the first ice run. I feel really odd.
Its a warm one today. I want my bike so I can easily get to the portos.
~~~~~~~~
I will try to write in about the rest of the week at some other time.
posted by B at 7:33 PM
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