I haven’t written in a month. Not for lack of time. Time is one commodity I have in excess as a dark and rainy winter descends on Paris. Yet while time has not been the issue, I’ve never been more… Read More ›
Ruminations
Random thoughts on life as a full-time traveler.
Two birthdays: 2 and 60
Yesterday, my grandson, Jack, turned 2, and I turned 60. Last night, three-foot tall, gold Mylar balloons of our ages floated above our respective chairs as we ate cake. And I asked myself a question: did I want to switch… Read More ›
Ode to My Refrigerator
My refrigerator is tucked beneath a two-burner stove top. In a prior life, it might have been a college beer fridge, but if you look inside this refrigerator, you will find a slab of butter, a half pot of jam,… Read More ›
Sunday Evening at the Anchor Bar
Fall comes early to Ireland. By mid-August, each day is noticeably shorter than the last. The weather doesn’t so much change as it doubles down. The wind blows slightly stronger. The rain grows more persistent. Kids return to school. After… Read More ›
Paris, Movies, Popcorn and Growing Older
In the Unites States, Pat and I rarely went to the movies, but now, it’s an indulgence. To bask in English. To understand every word, grasp the nuance, and laugh at the jokes. Otherwise, going to the movies is a thinly… Read More ›
The World In Between 