15 Aug 1985, Posted by Scott An Chora in Travelogue, 0 Comments

08/15 Heidelberg, Germany

In a middle of a dream a young man introduced himself to me, explained that we knew one another and that he had something to show me.  I looked at his face and couldn’t recall where we had met or when.  He stated that he had been given permission to show me something and at that moment opened what could be best described as a door.  Behind the opened door I saw billions of people of all ages, with all characteristics, moving frantically as if searching for someone important to them.  As I moved closer I noticed that my mind did not perceive the physical characteristics of these people.  (more…)

15 Aug 1985, Posted by Scott An Chora in Itinerary, 0 Comments

Itinerary 10

Took advantage of good weather in Austria and eventually headed south into Italy to reach the western portion of the Alps.

Austria: Linz, Wein, Schwarzach, St Veit, Badgastein, Spittal – Millstrattersee, Liez, Innsbruck

Trekked across Northern Italy reentering the Alps from the south into the heartland of Switzerland. Continued east to join Oktoberfest festivities and wandered around Germany until the rain chanced us out.

Italy: Bolzano, Trento, Verona, Milano

Switzerland: Lugano, Luzern, Bern, Zurich, Feldkirch, St. Arlberg

Austria: Innsbruck

Switzerland: Zurich, Luzern, Interlaken, Matten, Gringlewald, Grissbach, Spiez, Burn, Zurich

Austria: Innsbruck

Germany: Munich, Treuchticingen, Nurnberg, Wurzberg, Frankfurt, Mainz, Bacharach, Koblenz

Netherlands: Amsterdam

France: Paris

16 Aug 1985, Posted by Scott An Chora in Travelogue, 0 Comments

08/16 Train Rails, Spain

We came to an unplanned stop at the border between France and Spain where it appeared the French weren’t about to share their trains with Spanish rails.  We had come to a complete stop and it was obvious they were ushering us through customs.  Well there was no way I would attempt carrying our hash through customs.  It just wasn’t worth the risk.  (more…)

17 Aug 1985, Posted by Scott An Chora in Travelogue, 0 Comments

08/17 Madrid, Spain

I woke up in the middle of a desert of reddish clay painted orange by the rising sun.  As the ride wore on the sun converted our compartment from a cozy bed into practically an oven.  Each hill looked the same as the one before it rolling one after another past my window.  If one didn’t know any better it could be assumed that my window was the backdrop to a movie set.  (more…)

18 Aug 1985, Posted by Scott An Chora in Travelogue, 0 Comments

08/18 Lisbon, Portugal

Eventually we exhausted our rail pass in Lisbon.  It felt good to slow down our pace and relax from the routines associated with traveling by train.  We chose a place where the locks worked, the toilet flushed and the view down onto the street below was descent.  By the time I reached for the second bottle everything had a rosy glow, and the food was excellent.  I must have had quite a smile and/or my wallet was showing because every young lady looking to trade sex for money introduced herself.  (more…)