Very Sad...

"Very sad. It is truly a sad thing when an American boho says fuck this and picks up and leaves this fucking tailfin and shopping plaza and war-crazy civilization and goes to live among real people, the honest folk-type folk, in the land of Earth feelings, Mexico, and the hell with tile baths - and then he sits there, in Mexico, amid the hunkering hardcheese mestizos, and, man, it is honest and real here...and just as miserable as hell, and he is a miserable aging fuckup with no place else to go."

- From "The Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test" by Tom Wolfe

One more class, and then it's off to the coast with two friends, sleeping bag and pack strapped to the back of my bike, but no tent, because it doesn't look like rain, tents are heavy and there are lots of bus stops to sleep in. Still a fair bit of snow in the hills but we'll get as far up Mt. Shokanbetsu as possible on Saturday, then go back to the beach and cook fish in the campfire coals. That's the plan anyway.

It just got cloudy.