Originally published in “Bonnywood Manor” on 10/28/16. Minimal revisions made for this post. I’m still in the midst of kicking off NaNoWriMo as well as entertaining visiting family, but I hope to get back in the swing of things shortly. Stay tuned.
Poor John and I go up lots of intimidating hills. He scampers and I plod. But it’s usually worth it. Glad your trek was!
I’m glad you reached the top of the mountain and able to survey the amazing views.
Well worth it, despite your afflictions.
I still find bits of molten underwear in my shoes every now and then….
I enjoy all your posts, but often the ones I read on a Sunday morning seem particularly apposite. I wonder whether this is a reflection of my Saturday night or yours. Whichever it is, don’t stop. I love my Sunday morning visits to Bonnywood Manor.
I laughed til I cried, wiped the tears and laughed some more! My favourite part? “You don’t always know . . . ” It IS all worth it!
LOL oh yes stairs. Love me some stairs. I can only say that when you visit Mr Eiffels creation and they say that the elevator is an extra tenner, pay up, it will be worth it. That sucker doesn’t look half as tall as it is via the stairs.
Give me an out-of-shape, wheezing kindred spirit any day. There’s something about those sprinting, spandex-clad people with a body-fat index in the negative numbers that sets my teeth on edge. Pod people?
I’m not sure whether to applaud your determination, or consider you a silly boy, showing off for your silly boy partner. In my youtherness (which I’m learning the hard way is past me) I would have done the same – but wisdom (and old joints) come with age, and now I would sigh, and say you go ahead, I’ll wait for you, then search out a quiet, cool place with libations in which I would patiently wait.
I’m glad you made it. Is it bad that I laughed at this?
Despite all my whining, I’m usually an avid trooper when it comes to foreign adventures. (Hell, so many people never even get some of the chances that I’m lucky to get, and I may never back it back to wherever it is, so why not seize what I can?) I just have to keep in mind that we are no longer spring chickens, and it might take me a bit longer to do what others can do in mere seconds. The destination is still the same, despite the timeline.
a really vibrant energy. We will definitely be going back and exploring in more depth.
I was feeling your pain…but also your euphoria at the end of the wretched journey.