As I Was Going to Cornwall…
As I was going to Cornwall1 I found a hedgerow, dense and tall After the hike a windy theatre With cliffside seats and comedy feature2 Then on to biomes full of plants, An indoor rainforest, birds and ants3 Fields of flowers, the best bouquet And one to take back home, in gray4 Gates, plays, plants and all How many days was I in Cornwall?5 And finally, some bonus ones Just a few, since I took tons This rhyme is based, as you may know / On one written long ago [↩]The protagonist, a real sad sack / Was Moliere’s hypochondriac...
read more ->Roscoff Skies
After a rainy drive to Roscoff, we were rewarded in clouds. Other rewards included delicious local delicacies (crèpes and cider), a hike around Île de Batz, and a visit to a gorgeous botanical garden. The next day, we were off to Cornwall by ship… Share...
read more ->Morocco, Weeks Fifteen and Sixteen
I’m combining weeks fifteen and sixteen into one post because the former was action-packed and full of new experiences, while the latter was uneventful and full of work. Any week that begins with Halloween is destined to go well.1 Sadly, Halloween is not a widely celebrated holiday in Morocco. Luckily for me, I work at an international school, which means I can go to work in costume and receive admiration and smiles instead of funny looks. So at precisely 7:30am, I was sitting in the library in a reasonably convincing gypsy costume,...
read more ->Morocco, Week Eleven
Another slow week, which means a short blog post this time.1 After a long work day on Monday, I took a spontaneous trip to the school swimming pool with a couple kids in tow.2 We practiced swimming, splashed, and even had a spirited game of marco polo, then headed to Wafae’s house for soup and Moroccan pastries.3 On Tuesday evening, I accompanied a couple of friends to an informal basketball game with their buddies, where–for lack of proper footwear–I sat and snickered at their warmup hijinks. Ten minutes of utter chaos, with...
read more ->Morocco, Week Eight
At the beginning of week eight, I acquired a new roommate. One with spindly legs, abundant whiskers, and a very pink nose.1 Like the old nursery rhyme, he followed me to school one day. And though it was against the rules, I have to admit that it was difficult to resist scooping him up and installing him in the library. I shouldn’t have worried, however, because he was still sitting on the front steps waiting for me when I left school that afternoon. Shortly thereafter, Loki2 was installed in his own little room in my apartment, complete...
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