30 Day Break-Away

An impromptu book exchange. A lone paperback discarded among the pulp magazines in a shallow leaf shaped wicker bowl. In English with heavily worn borders and a distressed, much opened spine. Paul Theroux; The Pillars of Hercules, A Grand Tour of the Mediterranean. Treasure Island takes its place. A timely trade.

Eight pages in and I have laughed out loud as many times. In some ways I am glad I knew of neither the author nor the book. This is an unexpected, surprising, and amazing find. His style, in many ways, is similar to what I strive for in mine. At least in the coverage of my travels. Mine are merely entries rather than his complete chapters. But, I found the flow of words, their meter and associations, familiar and engaging. They grasp me, sweeping me along.

His is a larger enterprise. From the Rock of Gibralter to Ceuta in Morocco. The long way. Not across the straight, connecting the ocean to the sea. A tour of the entire Mediterranean coast. North, east, and south. A vivid portrayal of the lands and cultures encountered. Of people and of food.

And at last. I finally remembered to take a picture of the Break-Away split in half and saving me money on the train. This level of disassembly takes no more than 30-45 seconds. One pinch bolt, three cable connectors, and the quick release on the front wheel. And a good 15 seconds of that is the front wheel due to the lawyer tabs. Lawyer tabs that will get introduced to a metal file when I get back.


2009-09-29a


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