We had an eventful, uneventful arrival back in Charlottesville. On the train from DC, Pat executed a flawed clean and jerk of his 50-pound suitcase to the overhead storage bin in a moving train. It ended poorly with the suitcase… Read More ›
Places we’ve been
Antigua, Guatemala
This morning, I woke as I always do—early. Since we are staying in a hotel, I stepped out into the courtyard, which remains my sanctuary, so I could read and not disturb Pat. The air is crisp; Antigua, at nearly… Read More ›
Goodbye San Marcos La Laguna
Guatemala has a terrible crime problem—or at least the perception of a terrible crime problem which is supported by seemingly credible statistics. I don’t think of myself as a worrier, but the first few weeks I laid awake at night… Read More ›
Perspective
I didn’t see this coming. Pat and I went by boat this week to San Juan, the small neighboring town of artisans–weavers, predominately. Throughout town, in houses-turned-stores, women gather in collectives to sell wares they make at home. They pick… Read More ›
Shabbat Shalom: Jerusalem, Israel
Last fall, I began a book about a Jewish woman from Bratislava. One scene involved Friday evening dinner. I stopped writing, and realized how unprepared I was to describe this. Of course, I turned to Google and bingo… Shabbat of a… Read More ›
The World In Between 