DIRTY JENGA RULES FOR COUPLES FULL
DIRTY JENGA RULES FOR COUPLES LICENSE

DIRTY JENGA RULES FOR COUPLES LICENSE

Following standard protocol, the doctor reported his finding to the DMV and consequently, my friend lost his driver’s license for six months. He feels his doctor misdiagnosed his problem as a seizure as opposed to something stemming from the rigorous and exhausting training regime he was on.

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One incredible recently retired fella had been training hard for a full summer of ultra-marathon events (100-mile foot races) when he began to have serious health issues. Even in shelters and camp it’s a pretty common thing for us to ask while getting to know one another. I’ve met some thru-hikers that can answer the question convincingly, though. My why is something else more substantial and I can’t quite put my finger on it. But lately, that story is ringing hollow as the words come out of my mouth. I usually just trot out my go-to story, shared in an early blog from before the hike had begun about how this was a dream I’ve had for years, and I was hooked when I learned of the difficulty and distance and wanted to take the challenge. Not in an annoying way, but you do begin to question yourself unless you have an answer you truly understand and believe in. Just yesterday I was asked WHY four times over the course of an afternoon by two older friends out day hiking, a young woman named Ashley selling me some insoles, the owner of the Laundromat where I was washing my clothes, and the proprietor of the motel while I was checking in.

And the farther north I go the more I hear it. It’s the number one question I get from the many people I meet every day. Proudly silent, the walls somehow manage to harmonize in both the past and present. Controlled chaos is how I’d describe them from up close, which is perhaps the key ingredient allowing them to so easily coexist visually with the gnarled roots, leaning trees, and sporadic vegetation they’re surrounded by.īut if you stand back and take the longer view, they are beautiful… elegant even, historic, and most especially, mysterious. The gaps between stones are irregular and unpolished and it’s not too hard to imagine them tumbling down if any single one could be plucked out of place “Jenga” style. They aren’t particularly tall or symmetrical like Aztec ruins, Egyptian pyramids, or Greek coliseums, and after hiking alongside them for a short while they begin to blend into the landscape so seamlessly it’s startling when you notice them again.ĭue to the curvy contours of mountainous terrain, the walls themselves have an elastic and sinewy quality belying the hundreds of thousands of rocks, balanced long ago by forgotten craftsmen, holding themselves in place by a combination of shape and gravity alone. They’re especially numerous throughout the lovely state of New York where you see them around practically every bend, proudly defying gravity so resolutely as to leave little doubt they’ll still be standing for centuries to come.

Old stone walls fill the forest up and down the Appalachian Trail.

Dirty jenga rules for couples