#odysseey

[thedaily-beer]

Sly Fox’s Odyssey Imperial IPA (Picked up at the Bottleshop in Flanigan’s Boathouse in Conshohocken). A 3 of 4. Smells of citrus pith and some lighter, brighter tropical notes as well. Drinks with some caramel sweetness and then gets pretty firmly bitter quite quickly. There’s some citrus sweetness here as well, which plays well with the bitterness and adds some brightness. The bitterness just seems to build and build in the finish. Doesn’t blow my mind, but a great imperial IPA.

[ruudzha]

#OIL #SLICK #COLONY #ECLAT #ODYSSEY #BMX #BMXLIFE

[distantful-blog]

August 24th :)

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[theatricalityordek]

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Thnks! :D...xo

[tenebrix]

Into the Wild

I finished reading Into the Wild yesterday, and I meant to post this yesterday but I wasn't home and I really didn't wanted to type this from my phone. I really enjoyed the book. It reminded me a lot of The Rite in the sense that it was a very long and detailed investigative story and not a full blown novel. I enjoyed the different journeys the character took upon meeting Chris "Alex" McCandless and the way their lives were affected by his death or by his presence alone. I really did enjoying getting a glimpse into the live of a man I would never meet and will never have the chance to sit down and talk to him and see his view on life and how everything goes down. But, upon reading the novel I have a sense of how he could possibly see the world and how he thought the world worked. 

The only criticism I have about Chris is his uncaring way he just took up and disconnected himself from peoples lives. I thought to some extant if he were wonder the impact it had on those he came across when he just got up and left. Did he cared? Or was it his way of like getting tied down to something and planting roots when he was on this life odyssey type journey. He came across so many people and by his sheer intelligence and his kindness alone he made such an impact on someone that upon his death all those people scattered about the States became connected because of this single tragedy.  

It was a very different read from my usual novels and taking a break from fiction to reality was something I sort of needed, to get my head planted back on the ground. I mean, I would love to go on a journey like the one he took. Where I could just gather all my important things, the books that would shape my journey and just leave and not look back. But in a way we all take journeys like that. Journeys that even though they may not seem like Odysseys they are in a small way. And the only thing we can actually do to keep fighting our way out of those odysseys is to keep walking and eventually we will find the bridge or the cable cart across the rapid river.