{"id":308,"date":"2017-03-28T12:40:00","date_gmt":"2017-03-28T12:40:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/mywalkabout.net\/2017\/03\/28\/ventura-pier"},"modified":"2021-09-17T04:55:33","modified_gmt":"2021-09-17T11:55:33","slug":"ventura-pier","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mywalkabout.net\/?p=308","title":{"rendered":"Ventura Pier"},"content":{"rendered":"
The gringo shuffles his boots slowly along the boardwalk, waiting for the sun to rise. The ocean waves of Ventura<\/a> are his ever constant companion.<\/a><\/div>\n
He finds a quiet spot underneath the pier to sit and listen to the music the waves make as they cascade across the smooth stones on the beach.<\/div>\n
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He remembers hearing this music before, in Lima, in another life time.<\/a><\/div>\n
The sadness seems to play a little more loudly this day, and he wonders if his time has come.<\/div>\n
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Not a bad way to go, the gringo ponders as his toes get soaked in the rising tide. He takes a step closer before seeing a squirrel on a rock watching him.<\/div>\n
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The squirrel speaks to him, “Today is not your day for banana fish<\/i>“.<\/a><\/div>\n
He supposes not, and heeds the wise words of the squirrel and continues to listen to the ocean’s music before carrying on through another day.<\/div>\n\n\n
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