What I remember most is the boy in the blue flowered shorts. He looked no older than nine as he stood in the corner and stared at gloves bigger than his head. When the coach yelled, “Box” he danced to… Read More ›
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A Week in Havana, Cuba
I expected the smell of oleander. Somewhere I had read this description of Havana, but I can’t remember where. Oleander, sultry weather, men in fedoras, women in spiked heels, salsa dancing, rum, and cigars. More than a half century ago,… Read More ›
Finding Peace in Unsettled Guatemala
It’s been three weeks since we arrived in Guatemala, and at last I feel settled. The first week, either Pat or I would joke about leaving. “Let’s get out of here!” or “When’s the next flight?” Then we would laugh,… Read More ›
A Nomadic Life: Figuring out our logistics
The most frequent question I’m asked once people learn I am a permanent traveler is “How do you figure out where to go?” The first time someone asked this question, I hesitated. Seriously? How can you NOT figure out where… Read More ›
Home at last in San Marcos La Laguna, Guatemala
Time. Where has it gone? We spent a relaxing, fun Christmas in Charlottesville with our entire family (including the featured addition, our new grandson, Jack Patrick). For my gift, I allowed myself not to worry about this blog. The family… Read More ›
The World In Between 