A short nap under my belt, I joined fellow traveler and aspiring writer Rick for a late night happy hour. We were stalled while enroute at his house by Burns’ “The War” documentary. Listening to the stories of the WWII veterans was truly moving. How old men of the same generation could have agreed to send more young men to their deaths in Vietnam and now Iraq is completely beyond me. How soon, it seems, that we forget the pain and suffering that remains well after the last bomb has fell and the last wounded soldier has been sown up.
Our happy hour at Maximillian’s was fantastic and cheap. Half off appetizers, $2 microbrews, and good, deep conversation. Discussing my upcoming travels, the reasons for it and my expectations of it did wonders to increase my excitement for the trip. I feel I am nearly ready to grab my bag and head off into the great unknown.
What I Learned Today: All art is an expression of ideas and all expressions of ideas are art. Thus, let our expressions always be of the highest form for nothing but the highest forms of art move men’s souls and ignite their minds.
And as for the "what I learned." It may be true but sad for me, because I just learned about how to appreciate art last June.
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