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Classics Club Spin #38

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 I'm back, baby!  I missed the last Spin (which is terrible, because now Brona is the only one left who has done all of them), but I'm in for this one.  You know the drill, here's the rules , and here's my list: No Name, by Wilkie Collins Second-Class Citizen, by Buchi Emecheta The Well at the End of the World, by William Morris It is Acceptable (Det Gaar An), C. J. L. Almqvist  Two Years Before the Mast, by Richard Henry Dana  Amerika, by Kafka Peter the Great's African, by Pushkin  The Beggar's Opera, by John Gay Sybil, by Disraeli The Leopard, by di Lampedusa  Phineas Finn, by Anthony Trollope   The Obedience of a Christian Man, by William Tyndale It Can't Happen Here, by Sinclair Lewis Polyhistor Solinus Conjure Tales, by Charles Chesnutt The Duchess of Malfi, by John Webster The Black Arrow, by R. L. Stevenson Ring of Bright Water, by Gavin Maxwell The Tale of Sinhue (ancient Egyptian poetry)   Eichmann in Jerusalem, by Hannah Arendt  

Ridgeway Trip X: Some Rain and Some Sun

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At our very nice breakfast, we met two other sets of hikers -- and one pair was American!  These were the only Americans we met during the hike.  We all had a good time comparing experiences and giving each other tips.  Everyone else goes faster than us, but I think ten miles a day is plenty.  We got ready to go and popped into the co-op for lunch supplies -- crackers, cheese, and hummus, and a couple of pastries.  And probably my last DP for a while. Just a fun door in Watlington The road up to the trail was a lot shorter than it had been coming down the evening before, and we spotted the top of the White Mark through the trees (a very tall triangle carved into the hillside).  Our trail was very nearly a straight line northeast to the village of Bledlow.  When we got started, there was a light drizzle and that continued until we were pretty good and wet.  We didn't really mind, since it was nice and cool, and our hoods helped.  Mom had a light jacket but Kim and I did not.  But, M

Ridgeway Trip IX: The Longest Day, For Reals

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 We did get a slow start in the morning, as we went to pick up laundry.  Luckily our breakfast was a bagged one which we ate in our rooms, and it was still perfectly adequate.  After packing, we went out into the town again to hit the weekly market, which had gorgeous produce and plants; Mom was sad she couldn't take all the plants too.  We bought cherries, huge dark ones, and assorted pasties and cheese rolls, etc. from a bakery stall.  We also got an Eccles cake, because we'd never had one -- and now we never need one again.  An Eccles cake is a pastry shell around a center of raisins and other dried fruit, very strong.  This conforms to my theory that nearly all British goodies, the old-fashioned ones that you've read about in E. Nesbit, are varying forms of bread with raisins in.  Note the cipher on the post office door; it's from Edward VIII's very short reign huge Norman/Victorian church We peeked into the huge Norman/Victorian church at the center of town, wh

Ridgeway Trip VIII: The Hottest Day

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 We had a wonderful night at our B&B, lovely hosts, and a nice breakfast of the best muesli I've ever had.  We set off in company with a nice Australian woman who had just finished the first half of the Ridgeway, like us but on her own, but was going to continue along the Thames Path to go visit a cousin.  She left us when we wanted to go in and see a church, and she wanted to get going.  We did dawdle quite a bit; we looked at two churches and then walked a few blocks to find a Tesco Express, where we bought lunchy things and, hallelujah, a Dr. Pepper for me.  Then we got going.   Blue plaque says that Lewis Carroll preached here as a student Crossing the Thames -- cute cafes abound Our path went north along the east side of the Thames, often within sight of the water.  We walked through extremely posh neighborhoods, where the path intersected backyards that ran right down to the water (and usually a nice little boat to enjoy the water with).  This went on for quite a while an