<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Dirt on Kelvin Nicholson</title><link>https://www.kelvinism.com/tags/dirt/</link><description>Recent content in Dirt on Kelvin Nicholson</description><generator>Hugo -- 0.164.0</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Fri, 13 Jul 2007 10:30:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://www.kelvinism.com/tags/dirt/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Procrastinating Departure</title><link>https://www.kelvinism.com/2007/07/procrastinating-departure_2904.html</link><pubDate>Fri, 13 Jul 2007 10:30:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.kelvinism.com/2007/07/procrastinating-departure_2904.html</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Unfortunately, I&amp;rsquo;d be seeing this milk again, in a deeply unpleasant way.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Although my travel schedule had been delayed by the difficult bus ride, I refused to let that diminish my enjoyment. After my usual spicy pancake breakfast, I started preparing to visit Sera Monastery, one of the three great Gelugpa university monasteries of Tibet. While waiting for my friends I met a woman from Corsica, and when I mentioned my dream of owning a vineyard, she told me that people from Corsica are chaotic. I tried to joke about what was clearly a serious statement, but she went on to describe the pseudo-xenophobia, threats, bombs, and fires associated with the island. The warning did make an impression and opened my eyes to other places where I might want a vineyard. I left for Sera Monastery.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>