ever want to retreat to a remote, snow covered cabin where no one can
reach you (cell phones don’t work, there are no computers, and the
internet is the thing inside your bathing suit, though why you have
your bathing suit with you is your own issue)?
I don’t, but I imagine others might.
Ahh, I kid. I must admit that time alone in such a setting is
certainly attractive. Though, there are many hurdles that I would
have to over come in order to do it. Firstly, I don’t
drive. So I could probably get to the vicinity of whatever locale
this cabin was located, but getting to the cabin itself would present
Secondly I would probably take that time to read a bunch of books,
which are heavy. So if I were to go to this place I would need to
bring along a suitcase full of books, and the airline workers, the
taxicab drivers, and the cabin help wouldn’t like me.
And, I do believe this one goes without saying, it is a little odd
to take a trip that could be construed as very romantic by yourself.
4 responses to “Remote Cabin”
I think this is a brilliant plan – only I’d ship the books by post – there and back.
Now, that is a brilliant idea!
I heart the Postal system.
God bless America!
I doubt you’d be able to get broadband way out in the hinterlands.
What about your internet addiction? You can’t just quit cold turkey.
while basking by a fire with a toasty copy of C.S. Friedman provides for many a romantic idea, is it possible that a trip to a warmer clime might increase your opportunities to meet the woowee you desire??? you can make sand angels instead of snow angels, read by the equatorial light instead of firelight, and air out that internet with a nighttime swim.
i haven’t heard that many unibombers are borne of trips to the carribean. i have heard, however, about isolated cabins . . .