Indy Beagle talks Everest and Rolex - The Monday Morning Memo

“A faint wind, more like a moving coolness than a stream of air, passed down the glade from time to time; so that even in my great chamber the air was being renewed all night long. I thought with horror at the inn at Chasseradès and the congregated nightcaps; with horror at the nocturnal prowesses of clerks and students, ofhot theatres and pass-keys and close rooms. I have not often enjoyed a more serene possession of myself, nor felt more independent of material aids. The outer world, from which we cower into our houses, seemed after all a gentle and habitable place; and night after night a man’s bed, it seemed, was laid and waiting for him in the fields, where God keeps an open house.”

- Robert Louis Stevenson, Travels with a Donkey in the Cevennes (1878) p. 90 - 91

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