Wednesday, December 16, 2009
2.0 Site Exploration
Imaginative title, huh? I chose to check out a travel site that I hadn't used before, Farecast. It seemed similar to Kayak, which I have used, but find convoluted and not as user friendly or straightforward as Hotwire or Priceline. I did not enjoy the fact that it opened site after site of its comparisons (like hotwire and orbitz) without my awareness. I only noticed when I glanced at the bottom of my screen. It did offer an interesting little nugget, a graph of price-comparisons of travel dates for the destination entered. This was a simple and visual (if you like that) way of determining the cheapest dates for travel. That aspect of the site was useful. I'm not sure this is a site I will use in the future.
Friday, December 4, 2009
I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
One of my favorites...
I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings
A free bird leaps on the back of the wind
and floats downstream till the current ends
and dips his wing in the orange suns rays
and dares to claim the sky.
But a bird that stalks down his narrow cage
can seldom see through his bars of rage
his wings are clipped and his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing.
The caged bird sings with a fearful trill
of things unknown but longed for still
and his tune is heard on the distant hill
for the caged bird sings of freedom.
The free bird thinks of another breeze
and the trade winds soft through the sighing trees
and the fat worms waiting on a dawn-bright
lawn and he names the sky his own.
and the trade winds soft through the sighing trees
and the fat worms waiting on a dawn-bright
lawn and he names the sky his own.
But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams
his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream
his wings are clipped and his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing.
The caged bird sings with a fearful trill
of things unknown but longed for still
of things unknown but longed for still
and his tune is heard on the distant hill
for the caged bird sings of freedom.
for the caged bird sings of freedom.
- by Maya Angelou
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