year five

Moved into the fifth year of this travelog, the time is compressed. Recognizing characteristics from place to place. Histories are tired and prone to repetition. The roads have been one after another to the same places, mostly. The adventure to Riga through Tallinn was exciting as it allowed me a certain manifestation: freedom to loosen up from what has been a grind of almost continuous teaching and work for the past two years. Wandering the streets, not doing a whole lot. Free of digital thinking, merely observing. No documentation at all. Well, making some photos, but not so many. Like the atmosphere at the beginning of this log.