This post is coming to you from near Newfoundland. I’m on the Queen Mary 2, lecturing my way across the Atlantic, thanks to Cunard. Tomorrow I’ll do the first-ever reading from The Year of the Flood, choosing pieces that are appropriate for the venue. What might those be? We will see. I will also try to sing one of the Gardener Hymns — the Mole Song, a tune that’s easy enough for me. Will I quail when the time comes? We will see that, as well.
Meanwhile my organic coffee adventures continue. After several brown spots on white tablecloths, the kindly waitstaff have taken commend of my Gorilla Coffee stash, and are pouring the water on themselves. My vegetarian stipulations are easily dealt with here — I’ve taken the Vegi-Vows for the duration. There’s something suitable on every menu, but I am not getting any thinner.
I can’t load pictures from this location, it seems, but I will put some on once land has been reached.