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Ballard Locks on Sunday Edition (Pam)

This story is written by Pam of the Nerd’s Eye View. Pam is a travel blogger and writes not only wonderful travel stories, but stories of all sorts. When I read the following story in her blog today, I immediately asked her if I could place it here. She kindly agreed.

I’m standing on the east gate of the larger lock. The salmon are running, they’re hurling themselves in to the air and slapping back down against the dark green water. The sun is behind the rail bridge, it’s early evening. Every time a salmon hurls its silver body out of the water my heart leaps.

A very fit gray haired gent in shorts and a red polo shirt strides across the gate behind me, then stops.

“They’re going home.” he says.

“They seem very excited about it.”

“I wonder if they know what’s waiting for them at the end of their journey.” He pauses for a minute. “The same thing that waits for me, I guess,” he says, and smiles big. I laugh at his insight. He waves, and continues striding across the gate towards his known future.


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Hot Summer in the City (Lia)

35 degrees C + a lounge chair under a shady tree in my friend’s garden + slight breeze – keeping my body perfectly still + a large glass of cold water = 35 degrees C, however you look at it, meaning nothing makes any difference whatsoever

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A crowded wedding party (Claude)

Wedding Party!
We had parked near a pub where there had been a wedding party. Some seven rather merry people jammed into that car, including the boot. Fun!

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Couple (Lia)

Early morning. Very. Riding a taxi to the train station. The streets are bare, except for a young couple walking along the sidewalk. The woman, arm extended outwards, is delicately carrying a hanging plant.

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International Travel (Lia)

What’s with the flip flops?

(Since when has it become acceptable for people in airports and planes to wear flip flops on their travels? Is it only me, or is this something like jocks going topless in Adidas shorts downtown on a summer day? Not a pretty sight and not so appropriate. Or, is this just one of many indications that I am out of sync with things?)

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Conversation Stopper (Lia)

“I once lost a dog because it couldn’t take lying on cold tiles. Right to the end, I didn’t want to believe it would die because of something so banal. The dog was just too small. Now I bring a blanket where ever I go for my dog to lie on.”

Conversation overheard in a resturant in Pommerby, northern Germany. One of many dog stories exhanged between two middle-aged couples at the neighbouring table.

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Artful Trainstation (Lia)


Ulzen train station. The station as artwork from Hundertwasser. Stunning.

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