Tuesday, November 29, 2005

Tormenta

Arrived in La Gomera just in time to see the first tropical storm in the history of the Canaries come ashore. 100 mph winds, driving rain, the works. Apparently, hitting Florida wasn´t good enough for this storm.

So it buggered my plans to go to El Hierro, a traditional end of the world. I´m okay with that. I´ve been to other ends.

Where I am now is the last place that Columbus knew where he was before he got lost.

The storm is moving through, my hands are killing me from 90 minutes of answering emails--what happens when a storm knocks out the connection and you can´t get back to the world for a while.

Richard Burton would howl with laughter at us.

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