Tag Archives: Atlanta
Doing nothing
There is something wonderful and terrible about doing nothing. I’ve been traveling too much, doing too much, and there is a flu going around, and it has all been exhausting. It was all wonderful, but that broke as soon as … Continue reading
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Tagged american, Atlanta, Bosque, English, Georgia, meaning of life, Peace Corps, philosophy, photography, Sunset, Taiwan, travel, United States, visit, Visiting, Visitor
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Beauty in the Gloom.
I went on a road trip from Atlanta to Columbus to visit my brother. It was an awesome trip, but everything looks gloomy. A storm passed through and all the rivers were filled with runoff, turning them brown from the … Continue reading
Posted in 2016-02, Atlanta, Uncategorized
Tagged american, Atlanta, columbus, photography, roadtrip, travel
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A Culture of Separation
I was in Atlanta for a long weekend, but it felt like so much more. I wandered around the city with the Council, saw an old mill, a park with a covered bridge, old civil war fortifications, and more. I had some of the best Italian food I’ve ever eaten, and I need to move to Naples one day. Chino owns the Italian restaurant, and that’s where he is from. I could see learning Italian one day, if I don’t decide to go to Eastern Europe instead. Continue reading
Posted in 2016-01, Uncategorized
Tagged american, Atlanta, culture, English, History, people, photography, Sociology, travel
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Where I’ve been.
I don’t know if it’s the fact that there’s no furniture here, but I’m having trouble getting comfortable. The truck won’t be here until tomorrow, but it’s more than that. There is no time to rest, too much to do, … Continue reading
The Song of Lucius 