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iPhriday: Golden Hour

In response to Gray Days and Coffee challenge.

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iPhriday: The Commute Loop

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iPhriday: Bus Commute

In response to Gray Days and Coffee challenge.

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iPhriday: People of the Streets

In response to Gray Days and Coffee challenge.

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iPhriday: Crypt

In response to Gray Days and Coffee challenge.

I never go anywhere or do anything, and to cement the rule, I joined an organised crypt tour in my town. I’m not sure what I was thinking, perhaps I took too literally the information on the guide society’s web site which claimed that the crypt is warmish even in winter. That wasn’t entirely the case.

The tour took not much short of an hour and was thoroughly boring. I assume the guide’s impassioned history talk about the place was interesting, but I never listen when someone tells me something. It remains a minor mystery how I managed to complete my degree when I never listen.

What I remember from the tour is:

  • the crypt is old
  • the church above the crypt is old
  • people were buried in the crypt

As the highlight of the tour, the guide showed us a supposedly medieval wax candle (which I immediately suspected was fake because if it wasn’t, someone would have nicked it a long time ago) and an alcove partially walled in with loose bricks, behind which the bones of one of the plague epidemics victims lay. What I enjoyed most about the crypt was the historical electrification installed in the 1970s.

It didn’t greatly surprise me to hear that next to the church with the crypt, there used to be another graveyard (later dug up and moved into a mass grave in the town’s main cemetery). In my town, dig where you will, you’re bound to find bones. I mean it. Anytime there’s a new construction site, the archaeologists come first to get their bones and only then the construction workers come.

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iPhriday: Riverside Trip

In response to Gray Days and Coffee challenge.

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iPhriday: Grocery Trip

In response to Gray Days and Coffee challenge.