Friday, June 10, 2005
So I'm in a pool next to the Merced River and with the sound of the waters rolling down the mountain and the sun over head, things are not bad at all.
24 hours later I'll be standing at the foot of a waterfall, being soaked through and through but it will be so much fun that we will have to go twice.
24 hours earlier I was browsing a bookshop in Berkeley, nicely named 'Mrs Dalloway's' and smelling of hay, buying a bit of Cummings and comtemplating a life in American academia.
24 hours later I'll be standing at the foot of a waterfall, being soaked through and through but it will be so much fun that we will have to go twice.
24 hours earlier I was browsing a bookshop in Berkeley, nicely named 'Mrs Dalloway's' and smelling of hay, buying a bit of Cummings and comtemplating a life in American academia.