I looked for the pen yesterday, at Cliff Walk. I'm home visiting family and decided to wander around the old Carey estate while listening to the new dramatic reading "Echoes of Insanity". The grass was very wet and my shoes got soaked. There's a piece of heavy construction machinery sitting behind the house, presumably for some much needed repairs. It was quite distracting though. I also got some "who are you looks?" from people who appear to have been administrators from Salve. This was the first time I've ever felt like a tresspasser there. It may have been paranoia though. No one said a word to me.
The water was gross. There was that foul smelling red seaweed literally turning the tide red. I'm a Newporter and not normally squeamish about sea foliage, but the smell was quite unpleasant. The water was extremely cold for a person who is now accustomed to Texas Gulf Coast waters. Workmen were filling in wholes along Cliff Walk and the Newport Puplic Works trucks kept reminding me I was in RI not Maine. All in all, I tried to immerse myself in the DS setting, and despite a few brief successes, I found it less satisfying than I thought it would be.
The audio book is excellent. I plan to listen again on the long drive back to Texas on Monday. I so don't want to go back! If I didn't need my job, I wouldn't.
