Fargassa

no time to post anything of substance.
the pyrenées have swallowed me whole.

but
i'm alive.
i'm well. in fact, better than ever.

working my tail off at Mas la Fargassa.
wonderful people. salt of the earth.
stunning scenery.
and a peace in my soul the likes of which i've never felt.

i'm covered head to toe in mountain life.
scabs, scratches, dirt, shit, sweat.
i'm absolutely filthy
and have never felt so clean.

i send my love back home.
wherever that is.
i can't really remember.

photos to come when i return to the city.
whatever that is.
i can't really remember.

fairy tale city

Zürich is one of the most beautiful cities on Earth.
i know this now.
it is also one of the most expensive.
i know this now.
it is also home to some of the finest people on the planet.
lord knows i know this now.
a thousand thanks to my old friend Ursina for putting me up - and putting up with me - this weekend.
it is wonderful to see a familiar face when entering a new city.
she and Martin showed me a great time in and around the city, from riverside cafés to floorball matches to hilltop towers with breathtaking views of some of the world's most fabulous and surreal landscapes:



on saturday night i was able to explore Zürich's old centre on foot.
at times a city of light and reflection.
at times i felt i'd been transported to Legoland.
spotless, pristine, magnificent.
all the while, i felt i was in a dream.
add another name to the growing list of cities which i plan to revisit in the near future.

trekking through France tomorrow.
need to be on the farm by wednesday, i think.
if you don't hear from me for a while, it's likely that i found it and am busy getting settled in.
it may be some days before the next entry.
schönes woche.