02 Sep 1985, Posted by Scott An Chora in Travelogue, 0 Comments

09/02 Barcelona Spain


After a morning cup of coffee I took a direct route to the train station and boarded the first train heading towards Barcelona.  I didn’t offer Jim a single word.  He either followed or went his own way and at that point I wasn’t going to give it too much consideration.  I wasn’t interest in continuing the conversation from the night before so sat in my own compartment.  About a quarter of the way to Barcelona a group of travelers from North Africa joined in and donated some hash for the ride.  (more…)

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02 Sep 1985, Posted by Scott An Chora in Poetry, 0 Comments

Poem 055 Life is not a work of art


Life is not a work of art, this moment cannot last, this journey is one we must embark and this too shall pass”.

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02 Sep 1985, Posted by Scott An Chora in Poetry, 0 Comments

Poem 056 We go without direction


We go without direction, carefree, the wind may blow, chasing down the dreams of youth, where ever they may go.

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    Usually behind a cup of coffee waiting for the world around me to wake up I entered today’s thoughts about yesterday’s activities into my travel journal. I’m not a writer, so I’ll apologize in advance if I jump around or seem confused. These are just the thoughts of a young man who left his possessions behind and who believes that getting lost is how one finds oneself.

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