Beautiful Moments
The best night of my life was spent lying in the bottom of a boat, floating down a river low enough to be under the thin layer of mist gathering at about 3am such that it scudded between me and the stars.
Make us feel all warm and fluffy. Tell us about the most beautiful moments in your life so far.
( , Fri 11 Mar 2005, 9:15)
The best night of my life was spent lying in the bottom of a boat, floating down a river low enough to be under the thin layer of mist gathering at about 3am such that it scudded between me and the stars.
Make us feel all warm and fluffy. Tell us about the most beautiful moments in your life so far.
( , Fri 11 Mar 2005, 9:15)
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I've got a few
1. Playing in the orchestra (as a freshman in band) for a high school graduation, following a balloon flying up in the warm summer air, clouds bright orange and pink from the L.A. sunset, knowing that I had managed to make it through another year and that a long, lazy summer awaited.
2. Sailing. It had been crap wind up to that point, and all of a sudden, my 1-person crew and I pass the rocky point that had been blocking the wind. All of a sudden, we're both leaning all the way out of the boat, trying to keep it from capsizing as the wind filled its sails, and going faster than either of us could have imagined. My friend (this was at camp) had a few days prior spoken of wind so strong that his hull began making a humming sound. I had been disheartened by his account, knowing I could never go that fast or be that fortunate. As the wind picked up and we started going faster, I heard a low tone. The hull was humming.
3. Flying back into LA from London. It had been foggy, crappy weather, nothing below us but clouds, nothing above us but blue. Suddenly, the clouds start turning yellowish with the light. I had known we'd be arriving at LAX around sundown, so I knew we were getting close. Suddenly, the sun is shining full in my face, and the familiar Los Angeles skyline making itself visible in the distance. Finally, we landed, the clouds making that same orange pattern from #1, and the flight attendant's last words to us were "Goodnight, kids, welcome home". It was good to be home.
( , Sat 12 Mar 2005, 20:52, Reply)
1. Playing in the orchestra (as a freshman in band) for a high school graduation, following a balloon flying up in the warm summer air, clouds bright orange and pink from the L.A. sunset, knowing that I had managed to make it through another year and that a long, lazy summer awaited.
2. Sailing. It had been crap wind up to that point, and all of a sudden, my 1-person crew and I pass the rocky point that had been blocking the wind. All of a sudden, we're both leaning all the way out of the boat, trying to keep it from capsizing as the wind filled its sails, and going faster than either of us could have imagined. My friend (this was at camp) had a few days prior spoken of wind so strong that his hull began making a humming sound. I had been disheartened by his account, knowing I could never go that fast or be that fortunate. As the wind picked up and we started going faster, I heard a low tone. The hull was humming.
3. Flying back into LA from London. It had been foggy, crappy weather, nothing below us but clouds, nothing above us but blue. Suddenly, the clouds start turning yellowish with the light. I had known we'd be arriving at LAX around sundown, so I knew we were getting close. Suddenly, the sun is shining full in my face, and the familiar Los Angeles skyline making itself visible in the distance. Finally, we landed, the clouds making that same orange pattern from #1, and the flight attendant's last words to us were "Goodnight, kids, welcome home". It was good to be home.
( , Sat 12 Mar 2005, 20:52, Reply)
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