Sunday morning, at an hour far too early, I drove to meet the chartered bus which would be taking a bunch of runners to a race in Rock Hill, N.Y. I had the radio on to a Rick Steve’s broadcast. The topic was women and solo travel, a subject that felt really timely in light … Continue reading G.W.T.F. and Celebrate Life
Month: March 2018
The things she carried
Returning from a long anticipated vacation can be challenging even without the body clock readjustment necessary from a six-hour time difference and a nine hour flight. Fortunately, there’s some consolation in the form of souvenirs whether they’re physical, emotional, mental, or some combination of all three. My recent trip to Italy provided an excellent array … Continue reading The things she carried
International Women’s Day wheels
Yesterday turned out to be the perfect day to pick up my “new”car - a day designated to demonstrate honor and respect for women. What do my new car and this day of recognition have in common? Let me tell you. I’ve done some things recently that have prompted people to remark that I’m some … Continue reading International Women’s Day wheels
Poestenkill’s Pine Ridge
It’s understandable that many people are, as they say, “done with winter.” That cold snap we had over the holidays was fierce and the recent Nor’easters have resulted in power outages and property damage from fallen trees and limbs. I get it, but I’m not feeling the same way. I really have come to love … Continue reading Poestenkill’s Pine Ridge
Breaking up with the Swede
Almost 20 years ago I bought my first Volvo. It was a dark green sedan and I remember being impressed by the turning radius and a bit alarmed by the sensation prompted by the heated seats. I thought I had peed myself. I loved the boxy shape of my “new” 740 and I felt confident that … Continue reading Breaking up with the Swede
21
This summer when I travel to Europe, it will be, I think, the 21st time I’ve crossed the Atlantic, which boggles my brain. What’s most remarkable, though, isn’t that I’ve been lucky enough to travel so often, it’s the fact that the next trip I will be taking will be with my now 21 year-old … Continue reading 21
I ate (and drank) everything
(Let’s call this a throwback Thursday post. I started it last week on my final evening in Rome.) It’s 8:00 in Rome and I’m starting to get hungry. The rain is pouring down, which makes my hope to go Enzo 29 again a bit soggy. I think I may need to stay closer to home … Continue reading I ate (and drank) everything
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