Just One Little Hitch

The year was 1976. The ass end of the hippie era. Adrift in college, Mark Orwoll dropped out in favor of the hitchhiker's road through Europe and Morocco. Along the way, he hung out with Beat Generation poets, got dosed on acid at an illegal rock festival, lost everything he owned to thieves, and decidedly did NOT learn how to ride a camel. He also found his calling in life-at 4 p.m. on July 17, 1976, over a beer on the terrace of the Café Select in Montparnasse. Harps, trumpets, and cathedrales