Rain, rain, unceasing rain! The green walls of the forest seem to creep closer and closer. We are low on firewood, and nothing is dry.
Members of the garrison grow mopey and quarrelsome. Only Lieutenant Fisher remains obstinately cheerful, if somewhat thick-headed.
It is, however, perfect weather for reading David Grann's The Lost City of Z: A Tale of Deadly Obsession in the Amazon , about the search for Colonel Fawcett's lost expedition of the 1920s.
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I know the feeling. We FINALLY have sun today. And a week in California had me spoiled
How's the book? I've read good reviews of it and it has intrigued me
I enjoyed it. It is partly historical and partly first-person account of going to look for traces of Fawcett -- with an archaeological surprise (not for you, I suspect) at the end.
It feels REALLY damn weird to be knocking around in a flannel and slippers while the cat huddles in my lap for warmth....
At the end of May.
How was the book??
Whoops-- didn't see your reply to Reid!
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