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Traipsing Through the Rough

4 February, 2011

The Author would like to be traipsing through the rough with her Sporting Dogs (although her own wouldn’t be able to trek very far, the poor decrepit beasts).  Whatever will this fellow find amongst the giant reeds of this unknown marshland?

Colonial Tromp

Clipping from the Economist

To be a Colonialist experiencing the endless marvels of the British Empire, or a Spanish Conquistador* venturing to the New World has always appealed to the Author (imagining only the Romantic ideal of Adventure and Discovery, rather than the unpleasantness of enslaving and massacring indigenous peoples).  The Author finds modern life to be significantly lacking in Awe, and wishes she could experience such Wonder as those Adventurers.

* the Author fondly remember Balboa from her 6th grade research project on the first European to have reached the Pacific Ocean.

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  1. 5 February, 2011 4:39 pm

    I’ve always liked the line from ‘On First Looking into Chapman’s Homer’ about Cortes looking out at the Pacific ‘with wild surmise’, ‘silent, on a peak in Darien.’ I’ve always felt sorry for the Peke. Yap yap.

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