Thoughts, experiences and adventures from a resident of DelSo aka Delaware Avenue South in Albany, N.Y.
As I sat on the deck on only the second Monday of my summer break, I was feeling kind of astounded by how much I’ve done already…I worked a couple of nights at The Aviary, drove to Wellfleet where I enjoyed 3 full days of activity, spent the day poolside at Victoria Pool as the … Continue reading 3 fantastic days on the outer Cape
In the next six weeks, I’ve got a lot moving parts to facilitate. Note that I did not use the word “manage.” This was a very intentional language choice. While I will internalize and stress about all of the balls up in the air, I refuse to pretend I have the ability to exert any … Continue reading Out of bandwidth
Picking up where I left off in Part I, it’s now time to start filling in some more details. One thing I’ve learned with experience is that it’s worth taking the time to do a bit of research before committing to specific dates and destinations. For instance, while it may make the most sense in … Continue reading Tripping, Part II
One thing I will never have false modesty over is my ability to plan a trip. What can I say? I'm just really good at it. This skill is one that I never would have anticipated developing back in the days when I relied upon a travel agent to book my simple flight from NYC … Continue reading Tripping – Part I
It’s hard for me to believe that little more than a week ago, I was in Wellfleet, in the house I’ve rented for the majority of the last 6 or 7 years. This dreamy, cottage-y house, just across a dirt path road from Herring Pond, is Jeter’s favorite summer place on earth. When it wasn’t … Continue reading The boy of summer
Nearly four weeks after I arrived, I was sitting on a plane on the jetway waiting for a delayed takeoff. Funnily enough, I didn’t mind the delay because it gives me longer in Italy. You would think after a month I’d be more than ready to go home, but with each city or town I … Continue reading Studying Italian
You might be surprised to learn this but, I hate flying. Between my tendency to experience motion sickness and my discomfort with feeling as if I’m not in control, flying prompts intense anxiety before I even board the plane. Monday night’s eerie smoky sky sunset with its post apocalyptic vibe did not quell my nerves. … Continue reading Fear. Less.
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