December 10, 2004
The best thing about this area they call "The land of twelve horizons," is the idea that no one here has a saunt identity. We are all variables. Sure I am a "tourist", but that is not the issue. All of us, from the guests to the help to the locals all know that, the land itself is the context and we are but the content. This perhaps explains why I feel so peaceful, it is a levity that I cannot catalogue or control, but I simply must enjoy it while it lasts. Constance is happy as well, I can see it when she plays solitaire. We had a long day exploring the Plebojo Canyons and thankfully she reminded me to pack my sombrero otherwise I would be in bad shape. Feeling good diary.