Outdoor miner

[hirez]

I was walking about Bath yesterday afternoon for the purposes of fresh air, exercise and quietly thinking about a problem. The nature of the light, the colour of the leaves and the act of exploring reminded me of the state I was in on the way up I-95 to Martha's Vineyard. Both excited and somewhat trepidatious about meeting people and learning things, out of my comfort-zone, but energised by that and as fascinated by more or less everything as jetlag would allow.

I walked through a tunnel under one end of the Pulteney Bridge and peered into the back of a pub or nightclub. It reminded me that I want to go back and look at Croton and Mystic. Even thinking about those names makes me weirdly nostalgic for an adventure that hasn't happened yet.

I want to live in that state of mind.

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[bogwitch64.livejournal.com]

If you ever make it back, I'll go to Mystic with you. There is an AMAZING little fish shack outside of town. You'd NEVER stop in if you didn't know about it. It looks almost like an empty lot where they might keep spare boat parts and such. But the fish?? SUBLIME! Fresh out of the sea and fried up as only Yanks can do it.

You can even stay with me! But...I live about as far from Mystic as one can while still being in the same state. :(