2003-02-01 - 12:11 p.m.

Well, it's been a while. I wandered the city today instead of going to the gym. I could chalk it up to laziness but I don't think I was being very lazy. I was walked for about two hours which is about the same amount of time I would have spent going to and from the gym and working out combined. It's true I didn't get very sweaty (it's hard to get sweaty when walking quickly in several sweaters, coats, hats and gloves are barely enough to keep you warm), but it was interesting. I went to a popular tourist site called the Bells of Shandon. It was a relatively small cathedral with a single tower pointing Godward playing various songs. I recognized Three Blind Mice/Hot Cross Buns, the Birthday Song, the Wedding March and When the Saints Go Marching In. There were several other songs that sounded like Christmas carols, but I'm not sure if they actually were or not.

While walking I came upon various interesting things. Near the Shandon Cathedral there was a graveyard. It wasn't one of the proud, beautiful graveyards that one tends to see here, but it was in a state of disrepair and there was grafiti over the broken, worn tombstones. Soda cans and papers and broken bottles littered the ground so heavily one couldn't see the grass. In other areas, bramble bushes grew so thickly and so tall that I could have comfortably ducked underneath them. A hotel was being built right next to the cemetary, almost to the point where the hotel was right on top of the grave. I felt intensely sad for a moment. I wondered as I wandered where the families of the dead people were, if they were dead too. I wondered if anyone still remembered the people buried in those grounds under their desecrated tombstones.

Oh, I accomplished my second goal. I forgot to write in my diary upon doing so. I didn't have the money that day to go out to breakfast (my reward for myself), but I waited for another day and was able to reward myself later.

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