Snow.

337PM. Still got snow.

Covid is still wandering around The Asylum. It caught one of my friends. She was a “covid virgin”. Now I only know one person who has never gotten covid.

A fine day for folding cranes. Drinking coffee. Doing as little as possible.

How about Tristan da Cunha?

Port Williams Chile>Falklands>South Georgia Island>Tristan da Cunha>Gough Island>Cape Town. 20 days. All things considered 20 days in Paris even in cold rainy March would be easier for me to handle. But, there’s time enough for easy after I am dead. 

Even if the boat makes it to Edinburgh of the Seven Seas/Tristan da Cunha, there is no guarantee that you can actually land.

Am I going to do it? Most likely not. But, I can think about it on a cold day in the winter of my life.

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