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Pic and a Word #299: Amber man

You say “amber” and I think of a man, a legend, Journey. Here he is twice in 100 words. Amber only turns up at the end.

The first drabble – a 100-word story – is from Greece where we were together (and has been posted here with four other Greek memories), the second is from Mexico and was written today.

His name sounds like Journey, so we call him that.

He soon realises that Greek English is useful, but even that isn’t really necessary. His Slovenian and gestures will do.

To the waiter he explains that he needs a smaller glass (gesture), not such a big one (gesture and frown). He gets it.

When we consider driving down a dry river-bed to a promising cove (no worries, his cousin had elevated my car floor with some rubber door-stoppers), he shows our destination on the map to some locals. 

Points at our tires. At the watch. Eye-brows questioning.

Reply: “Two hours.”

Journey, his Peugeot and a sacrificed pig for my sister’s big 30 a while ago.

It sounds like a legend but it’s a true story.

You need to know Journey to believe it. He is a biologist.

He went to Mexico. His conference was postponed. He travelled around, alone.

One day he went snorkelling. 

In his underpants.

He left his belongings on the shore with some locals.
They would keep an eye, they said.

When he came back from the sea, there was nothing.
He had nothing.
Good people gave him some clothes.

Eventually, his father wired him some money.
What does he do?
He buys amber, lots of it.
It was a good offer. 

In response to Patrick Jennings’ Pic and a Word Challenge #299: Amber

This day in my blogging history


Published by Manja Maksimovič

A Slovenian in Italy for love. Blogger, photographer, translator and would-be writer who would be a writer if she wrote. Plus reluctant but emerging poet. Beware.

16 thoughts on “Pic and a Word #299: Amber man

  1. What a delightful story. Always the trouble with travelling alone, you have to trust strangers with your stuff every now and again, and who knows if you’ll regret it.

    I had to avert my eyes from the pig though! I’m afraid I’m one of those freaks that don’t eat meat 🙂

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      1. Not at all! Please don’t worry, Manja. The food chain is what it is and it’s all the same to me! I’ve often visited/stayed in pro-hunting, solely meat-eating regions (particularly in Austria) and was often greeted with a spit roast on entering the gasthaus restaurant. Thank goodness for apple strudel, that’s all I can say! 🙂

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