Tour

The feminine-withal of smattering-wit, was always of shorter stature. Her body did-not intimidate and did not make-me feel inferior. It was not psychological; it was pure physics in-elasticity. How big is that statue-stand alone ? I hung-out at the world's biggest-one the DC obelisk, an insignia-patch I wore on my army-arm, and met-her at the base. She stood the world-still. MaryJ, MaryJ - I was such an-idiot. A cowboy intellectual immigrated from Poet's Paradise, without a map. We were a pretty-good physical match. But she would have-never been as imaginative as I. I had that bugaboo Betty-Boop desire to feel inferior in-body. I was already superior in out-body mind. Come-first - body or mind ? But if I needed a home - home-meet-known. So how-would two-women and a man-work ? Ain't Moreman-bigamy.

It was my first-time hosteling, though they were plentiful like bread-crumbs matriculated on paths of one-day hikes all across Europe. Travel was a tradition and an institution on-the Continent. It is not in the American tradition of, "Let's-go to the same as-here, but someplace-else different". It's called the Mass-market, the same-everywhere different-destination, found in churches world-wide. We all-get to have nice-stuff of mass-production. What makes Europe so touristry ? Is-it so-different, well except maybe the same cup-of-coffee. "See they have-trees, just like we-do - dear."

I was told hostels were full of thieves. People stole-wallets and in that-way paid for their-travels around the-globe. "I stole-my-way around the world." Never heard of it. Not in the Confessional. Either-they never made-it-anywhere, or if they did: forgetmegot how they getmethere. I always wore my paperwork under my left-arm, a pouch and strap. Now a hostile resident, I was-careful to wear-it even in bed, and take it into the shower.

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