Our man hirSch has been riding around the world for a few years now. This is one particularly compelling blog post from his time in India. Yes, hirSch doesn’t use punctuation, he’s too smart for such formalities. To read the whole post visit his blog here.
it was sick green, not blue not black not gray not no other hue other than invalided green and when the sun that had just crested the gawdawful bleak and unbroken horizon was immediately swallowed by the clouds that green got more diseased and i was ill with it and i knew i knew and before it even began i’d experienced it which made the actuality (which was more actual in my head, actually) of the experience that much more dreadful (and fantastic) and the thing was it wasn’t just the clouds but the moon, yes, yes, the moon too eclipsefully swallowed the star we call the sun and that’s when it went, the hue changing so painstakingly slow it made you want chew off the very tip of your tongue, from green to black and then back to green again and at first it was only drips and it was enough to give you hope that it would stay that way but hope is a waste of time and there were flash cubes in the sky and buddha was beating his bass drum and the winds from everywhere all at once and i watched the filth rinse off me in rivulets and some of it pooled on my big toe nail and i kept pedaling past all those pulled over parked cars until the puddles were up to my pedals and i couldn’t go nowhere (and with everywhere to go)…
If you have not been following our friend hIrSch on his cycling adventures around the world, we suggest you start now. His blog (
In an un-edited outtake from or man h I r S c h’s blog (
