800. Remembering India through a Fulbright-Hays Seminar

Similar to many other recent, freshly bestowed, humanities' Ph.D.’s, I didn’t’ have a full-time job. Fortunately, I am an adjunct at DeKalb College. Because my wife Mary teaches English at DeKalb Technical College which is right next door, we both know, and are known, by several of the DeKalb College faculty and administrators. One winter …

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677. Signs of Wars

Strangers from Overseas came for the neolithic hill forts. The Romans came. The Angles and Saxons from northern Germany and southern Scandinavia came. The Vikings from Denmark, Norway, and Sweden came. The French from Normandy led by William the Conqueror came, and landed at Hastings. The Spanish in the Armada came. Plymouth Sir Francis Drake …

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675. A Breakfast Table Comparison

I’m enjoying breakfast in Winchester. I’m in that limbo period, post-walk completion, pre-Mary and cousins arrival. Since I have time to mull over this last walk in comparison with some of my other walks, I want to tease out my sense that this walk has been more of a “domestic” walk. While each long-distance walk …

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673. Fellow Path-Walkers Conversations

When I walked the Via Francigena, I did not talk to a single fellow walker until I talked to Russ around the tenth day of my walk. Not on the South West Coast Path. Almost every hour I’m saying hello, chatting about the weather, “oohing and aahing” about the view. I’m not having some conversations. …

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672. Thatched Roofs and Quaint Cottages: English Villages as Destinations

As I’ve mentioned before, every day shortly after noon, I begin to look forward to my night’s lodging. Despite names like East Farm BnB, my lodging has all been within villages or towns. My desire to reach my accommodations for the night is always heightened by my romantic vision of thatched roofs and quaint cottages. …

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671. “Not One of Them…But I Am”

Torquay English Riviera When I look at a map, I’ve moved through a considerable part of southwestern England. I would suppose that I’ve seen plenty that this part of England offers. But I haven’t! Walking the SWCP allows me to become acquainted with England about 100 yards on each side of the path. I regularly …

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