Sunday, October 9, 2011
Denouement
Denouement
(day-noo-maw') n. 1: The point in the plot that occurs after the climax; the final resolution of the main complication of a literary or dramatic work. 2: The outcome of a complex sequence of events. [from French, from Old French denoer "to untie," from Latin de- (un-) + nodare "to tie in a knot," from nodus "a knot"].
At first, I am not sure what to call this blog. I have remnants of karaoke songs on the brain and I am sleep deprived. How 'bout, 'Bye, bye Bangor, baby bye bye..'.? Or, 'Im leaving on a jet plane...(don't know when I'll be back again...). Or possibly, ''I will survive' (the next 30 hrs in planes and airports)?
And then I find my word. Denouement. My National Lampoons Vacation is nearly over, and I am in the denouement of my adventure.
We made the best of our last 24 hours in Bangor. We are four musketeers who have made an impression on this small Harley Davidson riding town, if the conversations we have struck are any indication. We met Jordan (pictured above), a gorgeous emo (I think), and shared a cross- sales counter conversation about vampires, Texas and being 'emo' in Bangor. Barry, our lithe and smiley breakfast waiter offered us free breakfast in exchange for my 'Darwin' ring. (I have his address to despatch the goods). The housekeeping staff, quizzed me about 'dreadlock maintenance ', determined to impart this newfound knowledge to their sons. We don't sleep much, spending the night wandering, people watching, shopping, eating, coffee drinking, iPod movie making, and general loitering. As I leave, my reputation precedes me, the airport security staff remembering 'the bag and the hair 'when ya came in with thar fellow before...'They point at Richard. I am reminded how easy it is to be notorious in small towns, and how being different can become your identity. And I am reminded that this is how it all started, my Canadian friendship, 25 years ago. Yes, we are legends in our own lunch boxes.
As i fly off through an Indian Summer afternoon, I am already planning a sequel...
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