December 5th, 2005

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A single pleasure

"She loved taking a shower outdoors. Her skin had been tanned by the sun all day, and the cool water was exhilarating. Crickets in the overhanging ficus trees rubbed their legs in time to the refrains of "Feeling Hot Hot Hot" that drifted in from the bar on the beach."
      -Where Is Joe Merchant?

There is nothing, absolutely nothing like taking a shower outside. The cool, clean water flows over your back while the sun dries your chest and arms, and then you turn around to do it all over again. The cool crispness of the morning air and the stream of water on your body brings you a kind of joy that often surprises you and always wakes you up.

I've showered in the open air in the Florida Keys and in the Arizona desert. The water has flowed over me on a cold New York morning and on a warm Ohio afternoon.

And every so often, I miss it terribly.
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Fear and three-legged dogs

Last night, Tina and I were out driving in German Village, and as I was gazing out the window, Tina said, "Aww, it's a three-legged dog!"

I looked where she was pointing, and sure enough, there was a three-legged dog on a leash, being walked by two men. "They get around well, don't they, with those three legs?" I asked. Tina gave a non-committal response, and I continued. "My grandmother used to have a dog with three legs. I was terrified of that dog."

"Why?"

"I'm not really sure. He guarded the chicken coop. She had a lot of dogs, though. She'd take them in every time they showed up, and probably had between ten and fifteen chained up around the farm. I was afraid of nearly all of them, honestly."

"She had one in the basement who I was absolutely terrified of, and I believe that in the whole time I visited her, I was only down there once because of that dog. Another lived in the barn, and as much as I liked to hang out in the barn, I couldn't get anywhere near the area that dog was chained up."

"I gave all the dogs a wide berth. I still don't know why."

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Thinking about this made me think about fear as I see it today, too. I admit to feeling some fear, and it sometimes becomes overwhelming. The problem is that I don't have any idea what the fear is of. I can't say I have something specific that scares me. . . There's just a feeling of dread. I remember a time when tentacly things didn't even frighten me, and logically I know that there's nothing to fear that you can't banish with laughter. If it works for Cthulhu, it'll work for anything.

I'm not entirely sure what to do about that. I think I just need to restore faith in my laughter. It's a hard thing to do.
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Paris

Well, I've finished my review of Paris. I'm pending some permission from ceolnamara to steal a couple of her pictures, but once I have that, I can post my first two days out toward Walking With Fire: primarily the trip to Paris, and then getting onto the plane to Salzberg.

But now?

Lunch time!
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Walking With Fire: An Eastern Indo-European Conference (Part I)

"Reading Departure Signs in Some Big Airport, Wondering Why We Ever Go Home"


This review only really covers the important things, so not everything covered in other entries will be covered in this one, because some things are a) for those who were there and b) simply unimportant.

Entries from this trip:
Entry 1 | Entry 2 | Entry 3 | Entry 4 | Entry 5 | Entry 6
A quick overview of the entire trip


11/20/05: Departure, Detroit, and a Chat

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11/21/05: "That's a mighty long airplane ride" - The flight to Paris and Downtown, then back again!

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11/21-22/05: Flight to Salzberg and the First Night and Day

11/23/05: Second Day: Workshops and Praying for Mended Boots

Entries from this trip:
Entry 1 | Entry 2 | Entry 3 | Entry 4 | Entry 5 | Entry 6
A quick overview of the entire trip