3 Rocks from Santorini, Nick Hornby’s “How to be good” and a nightshirt (a shmuck) stolen from a hotel in Ishigaki Jima.
My life.

I have been turning over my boxes of plunder that arrived a month ago, having been shipped from Fukuoka, Japan. Most of it was done in the haste of the moment, cardboard (ダンボール) flying around the place but neatly packed and thrown out, never to be recycled, again. And these are the things that I found lately, and with the little marker hearts that sealed my blue tape were the things that wrapped up, unintentionally, my two and a half years in Japan.

Now listen to this:

Alfred Wegener (1880 – 1930), was a doctor of astronomy and a meteorologist with a tendency to float around in balloons and a knack for geophysics. Amongst other things, that you definitely should read about, he had quite an insight. Having read a paper about the discovery of fossils (of species) that were separated by huge oceans, he started to discover more and more instances where these were situated in improbably connected locales. But there was a pattern. And what he did was, he cut up an atlas, right on the east coast of South America and saw that if fitted quite accurately to the west coast of Africa. To make a long story short, his theory was that every single piece of  continent was once connected. But he couldn’t explain how, so he was ostracized from saying too much on the matter, and he should better keep to being a weatherman for geology’s sake. The theory of Pangaea (I am not going to write it in Greek, young children might be reading this…) found proof later on, during the oceanographic frenzy of the Cold War.

And the very amazing presenter of the documentary that I am watching says with a clearly unBotox©-ed smile: “Sadly, Wegener didn’t live long enough to see his theory vindicated. He died in 1930, on an expedition to Greenland. His body was buried on the ice. Because of Continental Drift, his body now lies 2 meters further away from home.”

Now, I might be pondering about what is traveling where and all kinds of things about Life, The Universe and Everything, but all of my past and pending arguments would not prove a point, better than a dead man did, frozen still in the ice 80 years ago, moving with the speed of plate tectonics.