Gridless in Italia
Just a short note from Basilicata because I am exhausted, but mainly because the Internet connectivity is, well, non-existant. No love in the hotels in Ravello or Barile. The iPhone has saved the day for limited check-ins though. (Oh, shiny phonepod, is there anything you can’t do?)
Maybe it is just as well. This trip is turning out to be crazier than I could have imagined. All good, of course, but I could use the time to collect my thoughts.
The ceremony is tomorrow. All town citizens are invited. Still don’t know what to expect. More soon!
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Marginalia
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Undoing value engineering, chapter 218.
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Not all deadwax is a tabula rasa.
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Sounds ingtriguing, looking forward to the next installment.