azuurblauwe hemelen en soothing winden van bijna warme lucht. The freshness of the air here is a lasting quality in the scrapbook of my mind. These cliffs, about which I knew virtually nothing this time last week, are truly a physical wonder of the world. One stands hundreds of feet above the sterling clear Atlantic, virtually at the Earth’s edge; the experience is simultaneously spiritual and shrinking.

Later, in a pub of all places, Bill and I met a family of Americans from Boston, who informed us of the widespread unavailability of turkey here for our Thanksgiving.

Do you wish you were home, I asked them?

“Absolutely not,” they replied.

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  1. That pint sure looks good!

    Friday, November 23, 2007 at 1:57 pm | Permalink

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