A Shirt Falls
Today, we mourn the loss of a faithful comrade on this journey of ours. Despite, and likely because of, five months of frequent use, a shirt of Jess´s has become a casualty of its own light material, which made it comfortable, and its versatility. This shirt has reached a point that regardless of the fact that most probably already view Jess and I as hobos, it cannot continue to be a part of our wardrobe.
It leaves behind three other shirts, two pairs of underwear, and two pairs of pants, a clothing list that mirrors that of Aaron. It is the first article of clothing to succumb to the rigors of the trip, though one of Aaron´s pairs of skivvies was stolen in Europe, and an ill-fitting Northface shirt was replaced by a BeerLao shirt purchased in Bangkok, which despite its poor quality has stood up remarkably well.
R.I.P, noble shirt.
Until next time, be safe.
Comments
I was wondering what happened to this pretty shirt. Now I no longer have to wonder, but will do a little mourning over here in NC for the lovely, feminine blue blouse.
Posted by: Patti Reindle | March 1, 2010 08:57 AM
p.s. I see it has been replaced by a lovelier and even more feminine halter dress. Very nice.
Posted by: Patti Reindle | March 1, 2010 08:58 AM