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A walk in the driving rain

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Thursday, 27-June-2024


I was sitting in a cafe, relaxing and trying to decide what my exact plans for the day would be, when the sky opened up above me.

Thankfully I was already indoors, because if I hadn’t been… well, I saw how quickly the people outside got completely soaked through. Granted, I didn’t have anything on me that couldn’t get soaked and be okay, but… that doesn’t mean that it’s pleasant to have to wring out a satchel full of water.

I relaxed and appreciated the rain, as I appreciated my coffee and my pastry. Chocolate Mousse, if I remember correctly – clearly the lunch of champions, and in hindsight an excellent choice to combat the downpour.




After about half an hour, the rain let up and I took my chance. I’d paid the bill a bit ago, and had just been sipping my water and reading, so I was able to take advantage of a quick let up in the storm to fast-walk the few hundred meters back to my apartment. I’d debated and considered, and my goal for the afternoon was the North Face Store, about three kilometers from where I was staying… My duffel bag had torn again (my second bag to give up the ghost), and so I’d decided that overkill was the best option and that I’d be buying one of North Face’s expedition duffels for my third attempt.

What better way to get an expedition duffel bag, than to embark upon a (light) expedition to get to it? I laced up my boots, locked on my rain gear, and headed out into the… dang it the rain had stopped.




That’s fine, of course. I simply took off the jacket and kept walking – soon enough Prague obliged my preparedness and started back up with the rain, and so the jacket went back on, and I continued through the intermittent deluges and breaks of sun.

I passed the Dancing House, a beautiful building by Frank Gehry (in collaboration with Vlado Milunić), saw a rather spellbinding juggler (but didn’t get a photo), and appreciated the city in the rain, and in between the rain. It was lovely, quiet, and a perfectly meditative excursion.



As an interesting side note – I took the opportunity of walking in the rain to photograph another art installation by David ÄŒerný, called “Embryo”. It’s a less-popular one of his works, supposedly, and I can understand why… while all of his works that I saw were subtly creepy, this one was actively creepy. An embryo growing in a downspout on a theater, with a faint pulsing heartbeat light inside.

Definitely neat, and definitely added to the plethora of art to be found in Prague… but definitely disconcerting at the same time.




Links:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dancing_House
https://www.atlasobscura.com/places/david-cernys-embryo

A walk in Forest Park

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Saturday, 06-Jan-2024


It started at Pine States Biscuits. Because obviously I love Pine State, and need my biscuits and chicken.

I’m at a crossroads, in life. 2024 rolling around has kicked off some major changes – things I’ll get to in detail, here in this blog, when the time comes. Suffice it to say that I’m excited, terrified, manic, and crashing. It’s a lot, and it’s made getting out of the house to go on trips rather challenging.

When that happens, we do our best. I try to be gentle with myself, and reward small achievements. Like, for example, getting out of Wilsonville and going into Portland for a simple walk in the park.

Forest Park is… unique, among parks. The Wildwood Trail, the one that I picked, is 29.5 miles long. I’ve mentioned it in this blog before, but not for quite some time… and, of course, I wasn’t aiming to hike the entire trail. No – instead, today I was aiming for a much more modest (yet still quite respectable) 9 miles.

I parked, I walked. It rained a bit, and I put my hood up. I planned on stopping for a snack… but then the Sun started setting earlier than I’d expected (thanks, rain) so I pressed onward. The Sun set, my ring glowed creepily on my hand, and I made it back to the car.

I had a solo picnic in the passenger seat. 

It was lovely – the rain pattering off the soft-top roof, the car lights passing by… it was excellent.

I got pizza for myself. I grabbed a few language books from Powell’s books, in preparation for the changes coming, and relaxed. I drove home, proud that I’d gotten out of the house and finished an adventure… no matter how small.