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
After one last Portland brunch with my brother it was a beautiful few hour drive down to the ghost town of Mount Shasta after ski season ends but before hike/lake season begins. We… Continue reading
Thank you Portland. Better yet: thank you Portlanders. It’s been a good week in the City of Roses. Enough good food to overwhelm a poor traveler’s palette, with descriptions that range from enticing… Continue reading
Onboard the ferry from Seattle to Victoria last Thursday was a little blond boy, eight or nine years old, running up and down the aisles, swinging from the armrests and chasing his brother.… Continue reading
Still a tad jet-laggy, we’re living the good life today in Victoria, British Columbia, Canada. We’re staying in another airbnb place, this time the apartment of an excellent-sounding couple who is unfortunately in… Continue reading
We left the famous and filthy streets of New York for the relatively spotless and anonymous byways of Seattle, and both of us were quickly enamored of The Emerald City. (I haven’t felt… Continue reading
Wow, a little bit of jet lag and lots of miles walked combine to leave me with few words tonight, oh and that early morning flight tomorrow, but I feel like I should… Continue reading
I just wrote a letter. An honest to goodness, paper letter. How old fashioned. But it seems like that type of letter needs to be on paper, tangible, manifest. In it I told… Continue reading
Those last couple photos were from “Castle Day” at the old mansion down the road in our wee town. It’s set back on a fair chunk of land, with trees and whatnot, and… Continue reading
Last couple days, checking things off the list. Eat Belgian food: check. This is fricadellen met kriekensaus, that is: meat-balls in sweet cherry sauce. And of course, Belgian beer. Saying goodbye to familiar… Continue reading
Winding down, winding up! Our apartment is barebones, the mattress is on the floor, and the peripheral piles of miscellany were revealed. So: Wednesday junk market time. They open the hall for sellers… Continue reading
