Men and women dressed as fairies.
Innumerable singing birds on the Somerset levels
Glastonbury Tor in the mist
History and insanity all around us
Running water in the Chalice Gardens
A plethora of healing remedies. each more bizarre than the one before
Lunacy and mythology joined together into a kind of wholesome logic
I felt at home in Glastonbury and so did my husband.
Bizarre
South America is really big and I have never been there. I am leaving the safety of my teaching job to explore 5 spanish-speaking countries and to walk in the footsteps of Charles Darwin on the Galapagos Islands. I am hoping that neither the perilous altitudes of Ecuador, the ravenous midges in the Peruvian rainforest or the crazy Bolivian bus drivers will kill me... I will doubtless meet other people on the edge of sanity who feel the need to wander away from safety. I hope we can be friends.
Cape Wrath Trail
Monday, 12 March 2012
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