Back in the paleotechnic dawn of the 21st century, my mother’s request was understandable. “Just call me once a week to let me know you’re alive,” she said, as I wandered off across… Continue reading
I confess, when I wrote that blog asking if I should go to Peru or Myanmar, I’d pretty much already decided the answer. I was just curious what you’d say. For the language,… Continue reading
Today I’m reblogging, but wordpress and blogspot don’t seem to allow cross-website reposting. I feel like the proverbial kid whose parents won’t talk to each other. In the summer of 2010, before I’d… Continue reading
Yesterday I went for a walk on one of the dozen stunningly beautiful beaches a few minutes up the coast from Santa Cruz, where the majestic waves of the Pacific Ocean were roaring… Continue reading
I remember thinking that eating in a restaurant or seeing a movie alone were the loneliest, saddest things on Earth. I got over the first one many years (and many passport stamps) ago,… Continue reading
Three months in one place seemed like a long time back in December. I could unpack! Use a machine to wash my clothes! Cook food! I’ve enjoyed this time in Santa Cruz. I… Continue reading
After the Air Force Monument we headed to Martin Luther King, Jr.’s. The statue is a stern one, and I felt it highlighted the severe nature of the struggle more than his compassion.… Continue reading
I was shaking my head as I made a peanut butter and jelly sandwich at 4:30 in the morning yesterday. A pbj sounded absolutely disgusting at the moment, and the bread felt cold and… Continue reading
You can tell me the truth. That blog I wrote about the veggie pasta I cooked? It sucked, I know. I wasn’t sure what to say during this stationary interlude, and tried to… Continue reading
A friend did me a favor the other day. He asked my opinion. Everyone loves to feel like an expert, and travelers may be the worst of all, but I am leery of… Continue reading
How can a house be so quiet? It’s not just that there is no one else here to make noise, it’s like the house absorbs any sound I make. Days here alone and… Continue reading
