The physical events

I forget what a wonderful and powerful thing it is to be able to put into words thoughts and events. Through my words I interpret and give meaning to them. I used to percieve this as something bad, because in my mind meaning was inhernet in the thoughts and events and to "give meaning" was at best redundant but more often an idea which felt like heresy.

I am setting out in this blog entry to give words to my experience in Scotland. I have told the story to many differnt people by now. The words accompaning the narrative differ according to my audience, thus each story is differnt and each person percieves my adventure in a different way. I aim for this account not so much to be difinitive, but to be a combination of all parts which I tell to everyone.

I divide the events from my trip to Scotland into two categories of adventures. Usually when I tell the story I asertain which category to highlight. The general pattern is that the random, polite, general public (none of which would read this blog, don't worry), recieve the physical events category. This is how the dialogue goes:

Them: entusiasticly Hey! How was your trip?

NB there are many variations of this

"Did you have fun in Scotland?"

"You made it back! How was it?"

Etc

Me: Equally enthusiastic and usually on my way somewhere else Hi! Great!

If they are really inquisitive the dialogue continues

Them Did you have a good time?

NB there are many variations of this

"What happened?"

"Was it fun?"

Etc

Me: Yea, I got my pack and pass port were taken, had to go to London for a few extra days, but its all good now.

Them: cool Welcome back.

This is a good basic level of English and if I did not engage in this levle of conversation then my life would be full of converstaions accompanied by a cup of tea.

Part II

So, the physical events are important for recording like little sign posts on maps, but they are not the reason that I am walking. I am interested in the meaning behind the events, and I am writing to give them meaning, and to let you participate in my mind's meaning making. Or as my Tiglath puts it, sharing treasures from my pocket.

The events:

Tuesday/Wednesday

Travel

Depart Tuesday YWG

Arrive Wedensday LON

-->Glasgow overnight

Thursday

Bus to Cairinlarch

hike 11 miles

See some ruins

Breath the air

Enjoy the colors

Pitch camp

Try to sleep

Friday

Hike to remote place

leave pack by bridge camp site

collect fire wood and think

eat lunch at camp

Hike again

retrun to find pack gone

Beginning of a new adventure

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Now there is a lot of meaing to be examined behind these events. I would just like my reader to keep in mind that the first part of my journey was over. The reason I had come to the Highalnds was uncovered in these two simple days and the rest ofthe trip was given to processing the thoughts evoked, and solving logistical problems like tickets and passports. The most profound revelations happened here, but because I was once an archeologist and appreciate completed times lines here is the rest

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Satruday

Day in Glasgow

Buy tickets

check email

meet up with old friend

crazy night

Sunday

Travel to London

where I find myself at my Sister's

Call from Hotel: they have recovered my passport!

Monday

Wait around...

Might as well explore

Tuesday

Overnight post failed to live up to its name.

More exploration

Books!

Wednesday

Decide to stay in

Doo dee doo

Thursday

V & A explorations

"I hate London" feeling after Oxford Street

Friday

Clean house!

Saturday

Homeward bound on Kuait airlines

Meaning behind these events must be explored in another blog however, because I am missing a critical resource. viz. a book I found in London.

But actually I feel that i have written enough for one blog and I do not want to walk home (even though there is beautiful frost everywhere...)