Day 26
May 29, 2013
0 miles today
478 miles total
Double goose eggs. Sucked into the vortex that is the Andersons. Hammocks occupied, only to be lured to yet ever more inviting hammocks with a better angle of shade. Departure delayed. Acceptance. And the capture of that obsolete American pastime – true relaxation. Free from TV, lists of things to do, internet, phones (no coverage) and even conversation – Just time in a hammock with thoughts and naps for company. An annual relaxation day of zero productivity will be the basis of my up and coming presidential bid.
I did learn this from an astrophysicist. Lift your hand, palm up, to the night sky and gaze upward at it. There are more stars in the area covered by your hand than all the grains of sand on all the beaches in this world. That is one for the hammock.
Two traditions of note at the Andersons: First, as each new hiker arrives a slow rhythmic clap begins and builds to a crescendo. As the lounge is in front of the house, the ovations can be quite loud. The second is, everyone that stays at the Andersons/Casa de Luna must have their photo taken in front of a large banner signed by all the hikers that have passed thru. At the last second, before the photo is snapped, Mrs. Anderson or Terry as she prefers, moons the entire group. A non-smile is impossible. The origin of the Casa de Luna is immediately obvious. Although I must say that Terry’s ass is much more shapely than the moon.
And so the day passed. The only downsides being the porta-potty’s company’s tardiness in emptying the overflowing units and Red Beard coming down with some kind of aggressive virus. He was down and out for the day throwing up in all manner of locations. Slack left today for points north, as he wanted to get moving. I plan to leave tomorrow regardless of my knee’s opinion on the matter.
Spent the evening observing a large group having a conversation. There were three dominators and a multitude of folks content to sit back and listen. Personality is really fascinating. Fell asleep trying to inexpertly figure out how it is formed.
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