Blissfully weary.

4/24/08
4/24/08



Ah, back on a train, again, and again.

Today we travel from Avignon (in the south of France) to Paris to Lille to Calais, all by train. In Calais we’ll catch a ferry across the English Channel (ou La Manche) where we’ll catch another quick train to London. There we’ll spend almost a week with our dear friend Emily from New York, and I also expect to hook up at least once with Clown Compatriot Wiina Msamati, who lives there. I have three more days of workshops to teach in London and Oxford. Then it’s home again, home again, jiggety jig!

We’re travel weary, though still having a wonderful time. Walking and exploring foreign cities has become practically an addiction at this point. We’ll wake up sore and tired, resolving to ‘take it easy’, but as each new location begins to unfold for us, we suddenly have the energy (after finding food and caffeine) for just a little more walkabout. We love hoofing around cities since it affords us the opportunity to discover nooks and temperaments that would typically pass us by. It’s better for our spirits than it is for our knees and our feetses.

I haven’t journalled at all since we were heading into Stuttgart. I’m hoping to use today to catch up on the dear diary element of the blog, though of course it may be another day or so before we actually get it posted, depending on our access to internet connection.