Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Monday June 14th Day Trip:

Dylan Thomas' Boathouse along the river in Laughharne is small cottage that is definitely not made for tall people like me. I discovered this is I walked through the house ducking and crouching around the rooms, and as I began to walk back downstairs I banged my head on a support beam. It really, really hurt. Possibly people were shorter back in the time of the famous poet Dylan Thomas. It is a house that over looks the water and it was one of Dylan Thomas' main homes for himself and his family. The house is now preserved as a museum and tribute to his work and his life.
In the upstairs rooms are numerous books, pictures, photos and newspaper articles that display Thomas' amazing writing career. Hanging on the left side of one of the walls is the local newspaper's obituary page. In the upper right corner of the page is a picture of Dylan Thomas and with it is a brief excerpt of how and when he died.
The way in which he died would be described as tragic: he died in a coma mostly likely caused by the excessive drinking that spanned his life. His wife Caitlin was not with him at the time when he went into the hospital in New York. She flew out to be by his side but she would never see her husband conscious again. I found this piece of documentation interesting and it felt even more tragic because it is always hard to watch as a person of great talent be brought down inevitably by their own demons.