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Remy The Living
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Mundane Journey by Remy The Living

February 21st, 2011 7:13 PM

INSTRUCTIONS: Go on a Mundane Journey

Document your findings.

Please note that using the hotline outside of San Francisco is not only acceptable, but, indeed, encouraged by the BART Psychogeographical Association.

mun·dane
[muhn-deyn, muhn-deyn]
–adjective
1.of or pertaining to this world or earth as contrasted with heaven; worldly; earthly: mundane affairs.
2.common; ordinary; banal; unimaginative.
3.of or pertaining to the world, universe, or earth.


Mundane basically means meaningless, not special. Useless.

So, we went to the top of the hill and back.
If you live in, or know much about Portland, Oregon, then you probably know that at the top of the very large hill is a very large mansion built in the 1800s. Now, its grounds have been converted to a park and museum for the people. Now, if you're a very devoted Portlandian or live in the north west area of Portland, you will know that there's multiple flights of many secret stairs. Well, they're not very "secret" if everyone knows about them.
The other issue with the "Secret" Stairs is that... well... there's a lot of them. On our trip, there was more than 284 stairs in our journey alone. Not counting the way down. But anyway, it's better than going all the way around on the streets. So we made 8 cups of hot chocolate and put it in a thermos, packed a picnic basket full of sandwiches, and we set off up the hill with Stanley the Labradoodle.

If I could describe this trip in one word....? Tiring.

-Death Cube

This describes the one hour hike up.
Once we (finally) got up there, we rested.
And rested.
And rested.
Until finally...
We were rested! lawl
We ate the food, warmed our freezing hands and hearts with the hot chocolate, and played hide-and-seek-tag.
It was awesome.
At one point, I hid in a shortish tree (as in I climbed it) and waited. The "it" walked towards the tree. Then under it. Then passed it. I jumped out and ran for the tree (base). I made it. It was amazing. You shoulda been there.

Anyway, the way back down was faster. At least, it felt like it. It took us the exact same amount of time to get up than to get down.
Anyway, this journey was one that left me sore in the morning.

- smaller

The Rabbit Hole

The Rabbit Hole

Me and Death as we ascend the Rabbit Hole.


Break!

Break!

Resting place.


Death Cube

Death Cube

Death at the very... short fence at the edge of a cliff.


Hide and Seek

Hide and Seek

I was it. Hiding behind trees totally works.


Portland

Portland

Death, Spencer (a friend), Remy, and Bella (another friend) at the edge of the hill overlooking the city.


Pretty Purple

Pretty Purple

A nice yard we saw on the way down.



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posted by Not Here No More on February 23rd, 2011 11:30 PM

Aw Lao-Tzu on a stick I miss that hotline.