Day 4: Homeward Bound
“Of all creatures that breathe and move upon the earth, nothing is bred that is weaker than man.”
No one gets blogged on Friday. Only the lifers are still here; the die hard sprezzatourists. There's a tiredness to the chatting and smoking that I haven seen before today, as if now that people have to do it for real; now that they need the nicotine and the last-minute conversations are important, they don’t want any of it. I can’t blame...