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I surveyed the scene about me it was our first camp base and out tents were in a field a guide pointed out It was raining heavy and I and this ex-army guy ran towards our tent and once there we clambered inside and zipped up They say the rain in Spain he said but didn't finish we could hear the rain hit the canvas above our heads there was little room in the tent to do much so we lay on our sleeping bags our cases unopened by our sides I mused on Miriam and wondered who she was shacked up with ex-army spoke about his time in the army and his mother's new boyfriend whom he loathed and I hoped the rain would soon stop so I could get a beer and burger with fries from the cafe in the main building and find Miriam but it rained still and I listened half-heartedly as Ex-army got on with his dismal speech and I wanted Miriam but she was far from reach.
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Oct 4, 2019
Oct 4, 2019 at 3:49 AM UTC
First Base Camp San Sebastian 1970.
I surveyed the scene about me it was our first camp base and out tents were in a field a guide pointed out It was raining heavy and I and this ex-army guy ran towards our tent and once there we clambered inside and zipped up They say the rain in Spain he said but didn't finish we could hear the rain hit the canvas above our heads there was little room in the tent to do much so we lay on our sleeping bags our cases unopened by our sides I mused on Miriam and wondered who she was shacked up with ex-army spoke about his time in the army and his mother's new boyfriend whom he loathed and I hoped the rain would soon stop so I could get a beer and burger with fries from the cafe in the main building and find Miriam but it rained still and I listened half-heartedly as Ex-army got on with his dismal speech and I wanted Miriam but she was far from reach.
TerryCollett
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Oct 4, 2019
Oct 4, 2019 at 3:49 AM UTC
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