November 21, 2008
ich werde pirat
Saturday morning I shall rise at an unfortunately early hour and stumble towards Flughaven Tegel. I hope I go the right direction. And from there to England, where I've never been other than extended stopovers at Heathrow, at least two I can recall though likely I've blocked the rest out. This time I shall leave the airport and hope my ability to find my way to Victoria Station does not desert me, and on to home of Oysters, near to Chaucer and Marlowe, I'm sure also famed for other events of history, Whitstable.
Ten days of eating, sleeping, reading books, cooking, umm… walking or running along beaches or through the woods, afternoons to Canterbury, try to avoid toppling off the cliffs, umm… other things also, all with my delightful hobo. Yes, this pirate courtesan is going on an adventure.
ich werde pirat!Comments
November 24, 2008 9:25 PM
oh my darling ms v, i shall post many i hope. yesterday was snowing in the morning and afternoon spent walking along the beach…
November 24, 2008 1:02 PM
francesevelinefrances... oh! what a lovely vision... the pirate courtesan atop English cliffs! I'm not sure you'll read this before you get back to Berlin, but have a beautiful time, and maybe, if you are foolish enough to go near a computer, you could post some breathtaking photographs of pirate courtesans, hobos, woods, cliffs, pebbly beaches with small blue dinghys unturned on them, perhaps an oyster secreting a pearl... i'll miss you til you return x