At the Palace of Versailles
Our friend Melissa took this photo four years ago this month. A moment earlier Slick had come to our rescue by taking control of the oars from me.
Oh, how hard I had rowed! An A for effort. But the faster and more vigorous my strokes...the less the boat moved.
It was awful. You don't know humility until you've failed to propel a rowboat.
posted by pete. @ 10:45 PM
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Looks like a freakin' Ralph Lauren advertisement!
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I am a little confused as to what inspired you to post it -- was it just the date of the picture or something else? At any rate, though, it is a nice picture.
Yeah, the date of the picture. And it was lying on my desk for some unkown reason...
hey man -- that's a beautiful snap.
plus, it was four years ago -- before all this nonsense came to pass. (kind of feels like the "golden '70's" in a way)...
there's never too much humility to go around these days, either.
what a great photo. the look on your face says it all. you are obviously defeated and slick is so content. dup and i went there! i can imagine what it looks like in the rest of the picture. orange trees on wheels...
Yeah... Damn, is it gorgeous! We went on the day the Palace was closed and felt really silly. We went to the Versailles McDonalds and the gardens. But it was really fun, and when I went back a few years later with my folks and got in the Palace--I was disappointed. When you can't get in somewhere you assume you're missing the greatest thing ever...
No, no poems about that part of the trip. Yet. I've got the journals though, and someday maybe I'll mine 'em. What WAS that Spanish teacher's name. He was a sad case.
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