If you’re like me, you built up your possessions over time—deliberately. I love to cook and bought a deep fryer for my once-a-year foray into fried zucchini blossoms, purchased the supplies to cross-stitch a Christmas stocking for each of our… Read More ›
nomadic retirement
A Peek Inside My Suitcase
Last May, I arrived in Paris with one suitcase large enough to transport Jimmy Hoffa’s body, a smaller and more practical backpack for everything which didn’t fit in the suitcase, and an even smaller–but highly impractical–computer backpack. (Impractical only because… Read More ›
Health, Unsolicited Advice, and Taking Control
I’m confused. When people hear about our lives, they feel compelled to impart a bit of wisdom– like this pearl from a new acquaintance: “Whatever you do, don’t drop dead in Europe. My friend did that and his wife had… Read More ›
How We Decided on Full-Time Travel
For a while I called us nomads until my son said, “That sounds weird mom. Don’t say that.” And I must admit, even to me it sounded a bit too Karen Blixen meets Maasai warrior. Now I say, “We’re full… Read More ›
An Eventful, Uneventful April in Charlottesville
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 ›
The World In Between 