Damascus! The promised land. (note the picture is recent – there was a call out for money because the Place had been falling down, I think people raised something like $40K to fix it up!)
Pulled 18 to get here, after waiting out the rain until 9:30am. Why get wet? Saw my first cardinal today, as I walked out of the woods and into the residential area. Oreo is going to the pound if they have one, I can’t manage her and all her shots and her food. At a pizza joint now, waiting for food. Everyone is here:
- Litttle Engine (who pulled 26 to get here)
- Crispina & Marco Polo
- Long-haired Freaky People
and about 20 others are at The Place, a sort of quasi-anarchy, nobody-runs it, $2 hostel. It rules. What’s sad is that I found out later people camped in the yard and didn’t pay “because they didn’t take a bunk” – but still used the facilities.
This place is pretty cool, there’s even a jukebox, I’m in a 70s timewarp. Seger, Charlie Daniels, the Eagles, etc.
Picked up some email at the library, and Maria (from Erwin) wrote me!
Doing big miles kind of bites. Snack-less today, sore, wiped out, and just damn tired. At one point I did a sort of primal scream, which made me feel much better.
The door here does a ‘ding’ anytime someone comes or goes, which is frequent, and thus, foul.
Took a NICE long shower though, so everything is good. Clean, eating, sitting, boots are off…now all I need is to get laid. Or not – when my bacon/jalapeno/pepperoni pizza arrives that might be just as good.
Two more northbounders passed me : RedFox and Shavin’ Dave.
Editor’s note: I’ve since been in touch with RedFox, who is long retired. He told me that Shavin’ Dave had passed away. Happy trails, dude.
There’s a frantic “we made it” debauchery going on, people are pretty wasted, packed 6 to a booth, over-partying. Maybe we did make it. But combine it with the minor-key 70s ballads on the jukebox and there’s a hint of sadness, which only gets more pronounced as the partying increases. I think I’m also between the demographics, neither a college kid nor retired.
I think I’ll take the day off tomorrow, need someone to take the dog, and I’m just beat.