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caused by the wide grin on a friend's face, after he caught me after a winded chase!

We were high in some landscape, near the cloud forest, having travelled there by bus (much like the bus ride I took on the Central American Hwy in Costa Rica years ago). At one of the stops, my friend, Sophia, was making tortillas (naan?) in a clay pit in the ground, and feeding them to the passengers.
A fellow traveler began singing a Love Syndicate tune, (let's see if I remember which one today- I did! Name that Tune), and before I could say, "Hey, I know the guy who wrote that song!", there was Josh (#2, from Philly), on the bus! Everyone was happy to see him, and he sat next to me and gave me hug after hug.

We finally reached our destination. A mountain ridge, high plateau - Andes? Himalayas? No snow, no cold, but desolate.
There were building blocks the size of cars stacked in all types of configurations, reminiscent of a Salvador Dali painting.

Suddenly the stark landscape became an immense children's playground, surrounded by woods. Josh, Lenny, and I started chasing each other, and when Josh caught me, he had the most satisfied grin on his face, I laughed so hard I was rolling on the ground.....that's when I woke up!



Jul. 23rd, 2003 07:09 pm (UTC)
Were you going to the bluegrass festival? I went there when I was young. My brother is a bluegrass singer/guitarist, and we went to the festival I think to see him. I don't remember. I was pretty young.

This brother is going to be the father of twins any minute now.

I have great memories of that place. The first raspberries I had were wild ones I picked there. It's the only place where I've ever fished and cuaght fish.
Jul. 23rd, 2003 08:12 pm (UTC)
Re: Telluride
No, skiing during Christmas break, three years in a row with the UT Longhorn Ski Club.
Incredibly beautiful there. I planned on moving there after graduation, but other things turned out different than I hoped, still good.

I will always remember stepping out of the freezing cold San Miguel River, breathless, but exhilarated. It was after the semester I had aquatic entomology, and I thought it would be exciting to sample what I thought was a pristine river. Turns out there are some old mine tailings upstream, which I thought was just a snow covered hill.
I took the waders Morgan had bought me that Christmas, and some sampling gear I borrowed from my professor's lab. What I neglected to realize was that I would have to thrust my hands into the icy cold water to run the seine net! I did manage to find some cool bugs, though!

That's great that you also have some great memories of Telluride. Not many people I know have been there, it's fairly remote, I guess.
So are you going to be an uncle for the first time? Will you be making a trip out to Tennessee to see them soon?
Jul. 23rd, 2003 08:46 pm (UTC)
Re: Telluride
No, I'm going to be uncle for the (counting fingers once, counting fingers again, this time using chisenbob) thirteen and fourteenth times. I was my father's seventh, my mother's third, both of their last.

It's a big deal that Chris is having a kid though. On his father's side, we're breeding like rabbits, but he has a different mother from me, Mary Jo Henderson. Mary Jo had only one son. Her mother only had two children, and one of them is sterile. Her parents only had one child. So, for four generations back, Chris was looking like the last chance for the Hendersons, and he and Sally were ready to stop trying.

So, it's a cause for celebration, even if my own bloodline barely notices the increase.