Wednesday, July 8, 2009

st john's, newfoundland.

when flying over newfoundland's coast on the way into the airport i felt the most amazing feeling. i exhaled once quite deeply and it was as though my shoulders fell to the position they should always be in, my hands unclenched and my muscles relaxed. i felt a connection with the place immediately. in some ways its quite like ireland and scotland maybe thats why i felt that connection. but its also strikingly different. the only comment i'll make on the crazy accents is this- 'could you say that again?'
i was looking forward to my week.


  1. Yep you were at home: it was there in the occasional chat. Mom and I nattered on about it probably reminding you of St Andrews: and, be the holy, there it is on the blog. God we're good!


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