I know there's some kind of Jersey saying about gym, tan and something else, but I'm a New York girl, not a New Jersey one, so my trio of activities is a bit different. First, I took a run. In all honesty, I wasn't too excited about getting outside again not knowing what the weather … Continue reading Sweat, sauna, suds
Category: travel
Easter – a new covenant
When I was a child, Easter meant a new dress and shoes, chocolate for breakfast and ham for dinner and maybe an egg hunt. Those were good days, but there was never a better Easter than the one I had this year. The day started with mass in the magnificent cathedral in Neustadt. This was … Continue reading Easter – a new covenant
I travel to
Eat and drink Get away Gain perspective Be alone Find myself See new things Spend time with family Experience a different way of life How about you?
Deutschland, 2017
As our long awaited trip approaches, Quinn and I are both getting excited for our upcoming adventure. I'm kind of impressed with this kid's pick for his Mom & Me adventure - the Black Forest and Berlin, with a 2 day pit stop in Nuremberg, on my request, to break up the drive. This will … Continue reading Deutschland, 2017
Who are you?
Yeah, you. My reader. It's been more than 7 years, 2 domains and a divorce since DelSo was born. Over the years I've shared a lot of my life and self here, in print. You, as a reader, have come to know me on some level from my words. What makes you return here (assuming … Continue reading Who are you?
British Invasion
On my very first trip to Europe, in 1988, I made a new friend, A. He was wearing leather bike gear, with a scruffy face and charming English accent. The attraction was immediate. We made a connection that led to numerous transatlantic flights and were lucky enough to explore a few amazing cities together. It's … Continue reading British Invasion
Whole hog at The Purple Pig
One of the best parts of being a runner is the license it gives one to eat. Believe me, pushing through a ten mile run is a lot easier when you know that the evening's meal is a reward worth working towards. My second Chicago run led me along the lake, north of the Navy Pier … Continue reading Whole hog at The Purple Pig