Oh, Piss Lils,
What a friggen bummer. I'm so sorry to hear of your woes. I'll wire you some love along with your coming money :) and if you're feeling terribly woebegone (best word ever, however you spell it), just think of that John Mayer song, "No More 3 x 5's" and pretend you MEANT not to have pictures of your adventures . . .
Kisses.
Tess
Mercy buckets Hi Lily, We've really enjoyed your numerous posts from Greece. You've packed a ton in a very small window of opportunity, and we've been so impressed. Thanks for taking the time to sit down and write so often. It has been a real treat to read stateside. Yours, Tim
love your doogy bloogy howdy lily,
what a treat to read your daily updates..........
now, was that windy windy or windy windy--- english is so weird.
news here--- went on the " Livestrong Challenge Bike ride and tim was able to stay up with the lance meister himself for the last 6 miles. i was left in the proverbial dust.
how is your dad's knee??? sounds like he is trying to do too much.
keep up the good work, say hi to em, my sister, and your dad.
love, t and p
St. George One Story:
It happened that the lot fell on the king's daughter. The king, distraught with grief, told the people they could have all his gold and silver and half of his kingdom if his daughter were spared; the people refused. The daughter was sent out to the lake, decked out as a bride, to be fed to the dragon.
Saint George by chance rode past the lake. The princess, trembling, sought to send him away, but George vowed to remain.
The dragon reared out of the lake while they were conversing. Saint George fortified himself with the Sign of the Cross, charged it on horseback with his lance and gave it a grievous wound. Then he called to the princess to throw him her girdle and put it around the dragon's neck. When she did so, the dragon followed the girl like a meek beast on a leash. She and Saint George led the dragon back to the city of Silene, where it terrified the people at its approach. But Saint George called out to them, saying that if they consented to become Christians and be baptised, he would slay the dragon before them.
The king and the people of Silene converted to Christianity, George slew the dragon, and the body was carted out of the city on four ox-carts. "Fifteen thousand men baptized, without women and children." On the site where the dragon died, the king built a church to the Blessed Virgin Mary and Saint George, and from its altar a spring arose whose waters cured all disease.
- Might be one reason why Mary and George are together- I Love you Charlotte
You amaze me! Lilly! I know it's been a while, but I really do love getting your mass emails. I've been so bad, I haven't sent out any for months! Oh, but I ran into Vanessa in Barcelona! I was just walking down a street and then saw her brother and then her. It was really awesome. My parents are here now and I'm going to go to Paris and Ireland with them and then hang out w/ fam on the east coast before heading home. But I'll be in the bozone July and August if you're gonna' be around. I'd really love to see you and maybe we could have another crazy time at the Bite of Bozeman. Or is it the taste? I don't know anymore. Did I tell you I also ran into Nick Vandenvos in Florence? We'll all have to get together soon I hope. Well, safe travels and I'll see you state-side.
Love,
Jessie Rose
In awe Hi Lil,
I'm so in awe of the people I know these days, you being one of them. I just watched my brother graduate from highschool yesterday, and he stood up and addressed the whole crowd with some of the most funny, meaningful, real words I'd ever heard him say. He doesn't really ever talk much, but he had two hundred people laughing and crying at the same time, and I just got present to how little I really know about the people I "know".
Lil, I can't even imagine what it's been like for you to live there, away from anything that you "knew" before. I can't imagine doing something like that and I guess it's because I don't know what THAT is. I tell people I sailed across the atlantic on a big wooden schooner, and they get all impressed, but it's really not that diffrerent than any other experience in life. You just do the next thing, what ever there is to do, and that takes you to the next thing, and so on.
I'm headed to ecuador with my boyfriend to spend a week in the Andes, and a week in the Amazon jungle, and it feels so unknown. But I guess I just keep doing the next thing and then I get there. I can't wait to show you the article I'm having published in a little magazine here on Martha's Vineyard. It's mostly just my journal entries from the Atlantic crossing last summer, but they did a really lovely job with the graphics for the story.
I'm crossing my fingers that it will work for us to meet up out west sometime this fall or winter as I will be in Northern AZ from the end of september through march.
Enjoy your last days in your new home away from home. I have so enjoyed reading the stories of your adventures. thanks, Lily. Let me know if you might head east for the OC reunion on Nantucket this summer....
love you,
Lily
Happy to find something about Togo... I'm headed to Lome in 7 days as a solo traveller for a month...I was happy to find your blog as information about Lome is difficult to come by. It sounds as though you have had amazing adventures in West Africa.
Did you enjoy the train to Parakou? Hi there,
You don't know me, but my family and I live in Cotonou and read with interest your blog. We were at Eldorado Plage on 22nd May (family with 3 kids). Were there 3 of you? If so, we were there at the same time!
The train to Parakou is a bit rough, eh? There used to be first class carriages, but I think that has stopped now, so you were probably surrounded by sacks of rice and goats and stuff.
Finally, a good compromise between dangerous zemidjans and expensive taxis is the 3 wheeler motorized rickshaws, which mostly run the other side of the lagoon in Cotonou. They can seat 3 people and cost around 2000cfa for an hour, which isn't bad (and is great fun too!) Here's a number for a driver: 97161686. If he can't come, he usually sends someone else.
Bye for now,
Enjoy Benin!
And it is 25 below here--or was Actually, it's warmish today--all of 40 degrees which would be enough to make you shiver. Snow is expected. Girls are collecting signatures for a read=athon. They loved your letter, they miss you, we love you...
Good deals but.... The finances sound great, the other... well challenges and life's learnings for sure. I applaud you for taking a step into the unknown (or perhaps known yet full of wonder). Be safe, stay cool... : O Uncle Robert
Tessa
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Oh, Piss
Lils, What a friggen bummer. I'm so sorry to hear of your woes. I'll wire you some love along with your coming money :) and if you're feeling terribly woebegone (best word ever, however you spell it), just think of that John Mayer song, "No More 3 x 5's" and pretend you MEANT not to have pictures of your adventures . . . Kisses. Tess