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Newfoundland August 2016

January 01, 2017

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The Streetwalker

Last Night my twelve year old was picked up for streetwalking. No, I really mean it. Last night two police cars with two big burly officers brought my beautiful blond haired boy home at 6:20 in the evening, and told me that they had picked him up in broad daylight... for walking down the street. Images of Aodhan climbing up a lamp-post to get a closer look at the traffic signals flashed through my mind. Pictures of him standing at a dark alley explaining the negative aspects of smoke inhalation to a group of heroin shooting prostitutes and their pimps filtered in. Visions of him throwing a tantrum in the middle of the street because his overfilled knapsack finally gave up and spewed sketchbooks and pencils under assorted vehicles. I shot Aodhan a look. You know, one of those looks only that only your mother can give you; the one that fills you with guilt for causing her pain in childbirth. “I just wanted to walk home” he said dejectedly. “He’s not in any kind of troubl

An Adventure for Aodhan

“It's not far to never-never land, no reason to pretend And if the wind is right you can find the joy of innocence again Oh, the canvas can do miracles, just you wait and see. Believe me. Well it's not far back to sanity, at least it's not for me And if the wind is right you can sail away and find serenity Oh, the canvas can do miracles, just you wait and see. Believe me.” "Christopher Cross" Off again on another adventure. I am determined to visit one country for every year of my life. Canada USA England Ireland Wales Scotland Germany East Germany - this was a different country when I visited though Checkpoint Charlie. France Netherlands Denmark Austria Italy Vatican City Monaco Spain Switzerland Greece Turkey British Virgin Islands US Virgin Islands Cayman Islands Bahamas Mexico Belize Guatemala Costa Rica Honduras Ecuador Chile Per

Diving in Sipidan

I had a dream. I dreamt that I arrived at the diving resort, and they started yelling at me. They said I was stupid to come there with only an open water certificate. The currents were too strong and I wouldn't be able to handle it. They said they had currents because one of the dives in at the top of a waterfall. I had jumped in a car and raced into Tawau, to see if I could get on the ferry to Tarakan, Indonesia. When I got to the ticket office, they told me that it was too late to get the 11:30 ferry to Nunukan?. I could get the 12:30 ferry. But if I got the 12:30 ferry, I couldn't get the 2pm ferry from Nunukan? to Tarakan, because the 12:30 ferry took one hour, so I would miss the ferry at 2pm. My math seemed to indicate that I should actually have 30 minutes to get the other ferry, but nothing I could say would convince them of that. They just smiled condescendingly at me and nodded to each other, and gave me pasted on smiles and said no. I could however, take the

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