cosina
"I think being a woman is like being Irish." — Iris Murdoch
A run in the rain, a walk in the woods
Ha! My first cold-weather rain run. Fifty-eight degrees (not that cold, I admit!). Surprisingly, the greatest difficulty was people. In inclement weather people tend to walk more slowly, more uncertainly, to stop and change direction abruptly, so I tried to run along the curb for the most part.
I had to go, because I haven't run for two days, and tomorrow it's supposed to rain more.
Oh, hey. I finished Bill Bryson's A Walk In The Woods. I don't know why, but I feel guilty saying something bad about the book... HOWEVER, as great as the first part of the book was, the second part seriously and conscientiously sucked. The best part of the book was his interactions with his friend Katz, and Katz goes home at the end of part one. The book really should have stopped there.
Instead, Bryson starts driving around to different parts of the trail, has some disconnected experiences, and fills pages full of facts. I guess the facts are not uninteresting, but they don't have the same appeal as the crazy experiences with Katz.
Also, the first half makes you want to hike the Appalachian Trail, but the second half makes it sound like a soul-less slog through the ugliest parts of the woods. Katz comes back at the end, but the magic has evaporated by then.
My completely serious suggestion is: get this book, read part one, and then close it.
They didn't hike the whole trail, so why should you read the whole book?
I had to go, because I haven't run for two days, and tomorrow it's supposed to rain more.
Oh, hey. I finished Bill Bryson's A Walk In The Woods. I don't know why, but I feel guilty saying something bad about the book... HOWEVER, as great as the first part of the book was, the second part seriously and conscientiously sucked. The best part of the book was his interactions with his friend Katz, and Katz goes home at the end of part one. The book really should have stopped there.
Instead, Bryson starts driving around to different parts of the trail, has some disconnected experiences, and fills pages full of facts. I guess the facts are not uninteresting, but they don't have the same appeal as the crazy experiences with Katz.
Also, the first half makes you want to hike the Appalachian Trail, but the second half makes it sound like a soul-less slog through the ugliest parts of the woods. Katz comes back at the end, but the magic has evaporated by then.
My completely serious suggestion is: get this book, read part one, and then close it.
They didn't hike the whole trail, so why should you read the whole book?
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