Category: journeys
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Gay Head
Since the 1700’s a beacon has warned sailors of the dangers off the shores of Aquinnah. Now the light herself was in danger of tumbling into the sea.
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Une vie de chat
The world had been a blur passing by the windows of the air conditioned rail car. Now wandering through a small village, I watched a group playing pétanque in a leafy court. I was not alone.
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An Unmapped Route: A Hiker's Blog 