A sagacious young man I know described me as an adventurer.  Very flattering and on consideration, probably true.  One needs to remember, however, that some adventures are more enjoyable in the telling than in the experience.

It is often only afterwards that it becomes an adventure.  At the time, it is usually a disaster, or at the very least, an unwanted experience.  Otherwise, it would be a holiday.

Holidays are cool.  I like holidays.


Author: Uisce úr

Though I am old with wandering Through hollow lands and hilly lands, I will find out where she has gone, And kiss her lips and take her hands; And walk among long dappled grass, And pluck till time and times are done, The silver apples of the moon, The golden apples of the sun.

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