Welcome

Formerly titled "The Traveling Job Coach" and then "The Traveling Athletic Director," this blog is
for me and my memory because it's not very good.
My memory is not very good. See what I mean?

This blog has also morphed into a place for me to share my thoughts on life and how I see the world.
These thoughts often bubble to the surface during my travels.

I don't concern myself with grammar. This is simply a place for me to record my memories,
thoughts and feelings while I travel.

I started this blog before my trip to Europe July 10-24, 2009. Email me at brosefield@gmail.com
whilst I'm traveling or comment on posts here if you see something that
strikes your fancy.

Yes, I used the words whilst and fancy in the same paragraph.

Friday, July 17, 2009

Last Night's Bed

Ok so I scratched the campsite idea for sleep last night and instead
chose the beach and this rock formation. It was one of the most
beautiful sights I have ever seen. However the lack of sleep is
beginning to catch up with me.

But let me fill in the cracks from the last 24 hours. As I said, I
had a great time at the tournament yesterday but the main goal was to
find a place to stay so that I would be able to come back today. I
had decided on going to Ayre or Troon. As I was walking to the bus I
saw another person with a big backpack talking to a police officer
about places to stay in Turnberry. He was American. I went to
introduce myself and within about 30 seconds we decided to stick
together for the evening

Ryan is from Houston and had just graduated from UT.....that's Texas,
not Tennessee, obnoxious Vol fan. He went to a school where they
actually win a lot of football games. Anyway, Ryan turned out to be
a great. He was at the end of a three week European tour with his
buddies. He had spilt from them last night to come to the Open

Ryan is a solid young man with a BRIGHT future ahead of him and oh
yeah, he loves God. He's the type of person that you see and you know
something is different about him. He has been involved wth Young Life
and a Christian fraternity called BUCS.....I'm probably spelling that
wrong

Anyway, it's yet another night that I'm amazed by the people I've been
able to meet and get to know.

Again I pose te question.....why am I only here 14 days???

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