Random thoughts on life as a full-time traveler.
I stumbled upon this linguistic quagmire during my conversation class when a man questioned the meaning of this pervasive Americanism. In order to define the phrase, I described a typical Saturday morning in my days of yore life: dashing to… Read More ›
As much as I dream of tossing a backpack over my shoulder and heading down the road without a care or a map or a confirmation code of exactly where I will spend the first night (complete with address and… Read More ›
In spite of the blogs posted during the last few weeks, I haven’t written anything in a month. By mid December I had scheduled some posts in advance. Then, I settled in to enjoy family time, holidays and travel. Writing… Read More ›
The marines have a saying: We do more by 8 AM than most people do all day. I should have been a marine. My entire life I have embraced a near maniacal adherence to the “early to bed, early to… Read More ›
Few sights in the world rival the nighttime view from the Margit Bridge in Budapest, Hungary. Parliament, the Chain Bridge, Fisherman’s bastion, Matthias Chapel, Gellert Hill and a smattering of onion top church steeples – all are awash in golden… Read More ›
The World In Between 