  urlLink An inauspicious beginning.  & nbsp;  I shall start these photo- essays somewhere in the middle. nbsp;
 In Hannover,  Germany I went to the formal gardens. nbsp;  Nestled in these gardens was a Hedge- Labyrinth. nbsp;
 Recalling Borges and his obsession with labyrinths,  I decided to pay him tribute by entering. nbsp;  The above photo is a shot of the entrance.  not so bad,  right?
nbsp;  & nbsp;  I entered and proceeded straight to the middle. nbsp;  No options to turn left or right,
 no outlandish twists and turns,  just a one- way path to the middle. nbsp;  Wow. nbsp;
 I was a tad disappointed,  so I smoked a cigarette and tried to find my way out again. nbsp;  " Try"  being the operative word.
nbsp;  & nbsp;  It took me 45 minutes to get out of that damned labyrinth. nbsp;  It was insane.
nbsp;  & nbsp;  & nbsp;  urlLink The gaze of DESPAIR.
 As you can see,  I was a bit frazzled in the above photo. nbsp; nbsp;  I FINALLY got out of the thing and snapped this lovely gem of a photo:  &
nbsp;  & nbsp;  urlLink Relief never looked like a hedge- arch. until now.
 & nbsp;  The moral of the story.  DO NOT BECOME OBSESSED WITH BORGES! nbsp;  Brett,
 take heed!
