Friday, September 5, 2008
Okay. We were experiencing some serious wind in our travels like in this castle picture. When we got to the B&B in Annascaul and took off my sweatshirt I noticed I had a hair in my face. So as I started to brush it away I could feel it was coming from my nostril. Somehow I inhaled a rogue hair into my nose. And once I realized it, my first thought was to run to a mirror to check it out. And my second thought was to get the camera. You gotta look close. The sensation of removing it was oddly pleasant. Of course I had to pluck it from my head as well. I mean gosh, it was inside my nose. I guess it would only be grosser if it was a rogue nose hair that somehow grew unnoticed to that length and ended up in my head.
Posted by Jorge Garcia at 11:25 PM