i had a mission. finish my book in 1 week. this absolute goal in place because there is a book exchange in baños. i was a great start out of the gate. monday and over 120 pages read, over a quarter of the book. mid-week, moving along steadily, a good pace. but this girl needed blinders like a racehorse, the waterfalls interrupting, the scent of the city distracting the hot baths retarding. so when the final push came today, there were at least 80 pages left, with a meeting with the jungle volunteer organizer, required parental emailing to allay jungle-offspring anxiety, and a self promised final hike between me and the 10:30 deadline. over dinner a page a minute gallop was established. words and unfortunate character names that repeated with each generation swirled and made me delirious with plot lines of fantasy parchments and bird breeding. in a last burst i rushed to the cafe, open book in hand, much to the amusement of the locals on the streetcorner (they knew not to urge me on). with relief i saw the lights still on and the be-glassesed trader at his seat - the judge had not left the podium. i glided over the finished-wood finish line to turn in my weeks´contestant and pick up my new used book.
(the crowd goes wild)
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