Saturday, August 23, 2008

Manchester england england across the atlantic sea

And I’m in Manchester new Hampshire
or am I?

Let see- meeting a sales guy in an airport hotel and working in the bar

He is drinking Sam Adams light beer and me with diet cokes- I think diet cokes are stronger

I explained the guy about the rules of state counting

So the next morning we were driving up state new Hampshire- through wood lands, and nice rivers- and he says “you see that tower” (it was  a cell tower), I say “yes”, and he says “you’ve seen that, that must count for something”- nice effort but not enough

So we ended up in Lebanon , a nice little place with a small hospital- a lot different than the original Lebanon-with nothing interesting at all- unlike the original. So I was never in new Hampshire after all.

 

So right now I am doing extreme camping- very hard conditions

Our tent has room for now- and there is a divide to split the tent into 2 rooms, there is a mattress in the tent, the other campers in our groups- made burgers for supper, eggs and sausage for breakfast – seating on folded comfy chair and a great cool weather in the woods- like I said, extreme camping. Later today it will be more extreme – we will go white water rafting and to another natural water slide in the river- and then maybe a little hiking- followed by more camp fire and barbeque- and  – so no complaints

 

The 2nd jogging week continued- 4 so far this week- rafting will count as 5 (weekly committed minimal activities)- so we were walking through a street by my house and there they were, skunks- less than 200 meters from my house- at night, and I had no idea, never seen skunks before(other than the French skunk in the bugs bunny cartoons)- and the 1st skunk never seen me before, and he raised his tail against us- ready to fire- he didn’t but it smelled dangerous, 2 more skunks later my awe was gone- but still a very interesting experience – with the noticeable white stripe on the tail.

 

So on the way to the camp site- I am in Pennsylvania now- we go by a church “Indian head church of god”- what a creepy name- I imagine they killed an Indian , cut off his head- and place that on the cross- I can’t think of any alternative- and that is a church of god!- so we drove away

 

Gone rafting….

 

 

 

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