Saturday, October 22, 2016

Rome day 35

A 37 day imaginary travelogue of a trip to Rome (with a few scattered other places such as New York). This is written to match the journey I am actually taking, and so each post is concurrent with the more or less actual day my wife and I are experiencing in Rome.

What day number are we on?: 35

Level of writer's drunkenness (in real life, scale of 1-10): one

What am I eating (in real life again)?: For me it's just an hour or two, but it's you I feel bad for, because you have been reading about my deferred, upcoming brunch for days! You must be so hungry! But yes, eggs and sausage after I finish this post.

Map or picture?:

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Any other notes/Status: So, tomorrow you read "Day 36", but I already wrote it. This is actually, officially, my last post to write in preparation for this trip that you are nearly finished reading about. We leave a week from today. You will have seen, and will continue to see regular day after day posts here of the freshest variety, but I, like a hibernating squirrel, an engorged bear, will be on blog vacation hiatus, living off of my stored blog fat as it happens/happened. This, that you're reading now, is stored blog fat being burned for energy.  That's why it's all kind of smoky.

I hope you don't mind.

Today's Entry:

We don't talk about the trip ending. We talk about jazz. On the last night of our trip, this in New York City, we go to a Jazz club, Birdland. We drink and listen to music and hang on to staying right here. Jazz is good for staying right here. The piano player is great and strange. I like that it's strange. We follow the music. We stay out too late, later than we have on this whole trip. We hang on.

But we don't need to look forward to anything right now. We have been given everything.


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