Ephemera
The couple in line in front of us can't take their eyes off each other, are forever touching shoulders, exchanging smiles. She has short hair and dimples. He wears a plaid shirt.
There were hundreds of moments like these on our trip through Scotland last month. Little things I glimpsed that I don't want to forget. The ephemera of travel.
They are like this section of Hadrian's Wall, a stretch that runs along a lane that's currently in use. Here is this historical marvel, traces of a structure built two thousand years ago, and we're driving along beside it as if it was a 21st-century shoulder.
The ordinary becomes extraordinary. And vice versa.
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