Sunday, February 26, 2006
Snow
Last week left me with a terrible sore throat, headache, and a whining little voice that constantly screamed two words "Get OUT".
So, I did. And ended up doing a face plant in the snow with my snowbaord and an excellent bloody nose. Which, in some odd way, reminded me of a very red flower in the white background. I wouldn't recommend it. Japanese mochu- strawberry and coffee- and the best walk in the world down a beautiful dock at the hotel. I hope I do this again. Bloody nose and all.
Through the whole escape, I wondered about skiing and boarding in Tehran, and how the snow parkas kept getting tighter and shorter and the boys' hairs greasier and blonder.
So, I did. And ended up doing a face plant in the snow with my snowbaord and an excellent bloody nose. Which, in some odd way, reminded me of a very red flower in the white background. I wouldn't recommend it. Japanese mochu- strawberry and coffee- and the best walk in the world down a beautiful dock at the hotel. I hope I do this again. Bloody nose and all.
Through the whole escape, I wondered about skiing and boarding in Tehran, and how the snow parkas kept getting tighter and shorter and the boys' hairs greasier and blonder.
