Byron swam here.

That doesn't mean that you can swim here.

Even though I knew there would be some kind of warning sign at Byron's Pool--because how many literary pilgrims aren't going to be tempted by the pool where Byron used to cavort in his wild youth?--I had no idea it would be such a good one.

And the number of jokes we made about this sign at said pool--I can't even tell you.


Real, honest-to-goodness detailed writing will resume Thursday evening.