Thoughts, experiences and adventures from a resident of DelSo aka Delaware Avenue South in Albany, N.Y.
Last week’s return from Savannah, unfortunately, was not great. The day before my scheduled flight, I received an email offering me the opportunity to change my ticket due to severe storms forecast for the east coast. Not feeling flexible enough to extend my trip due to my restaurant obligations, I decided to just hope for … Continue reading Not charmed by BWI, but in ❤️ with Southwest
When I first started planning my brief time in Savannah, after purchasing my plane ticket, I solicited things to do over on Fodor’s travel board. Among the suggestions for places to dine, The Olde Pink House and The Grey were each mentioned multiple times. So, I booked at both. My Olde Pink House experience was … Continue reading The Grey, in black & white
I have a confession - I almost canceled my dinner reservation for this place after perusing some recent online reviews that were less than positive. Folks were complaining about reservations not being honored or food and service being subpar. It was over hyped and not that good, some said. I am so happy that I … Continue reading The Olde Pink House
Next up on my travel calendar is a quick visit to Savannah. While the south is generally off my list of places to visit, I had a airline voucher that I needed to use before it expired and honing in on a destination that was within a four of five hour flight, was a challenge. … Continue reading Georgia on my mind
I’m back from Maine with a new perspective on the state, yet still committed to my previous impression - it’s far. Unlike that prior trip, though, this time I found enough wonderful things to experience and explore that I can now say, it’s definitely worth the trip. Let me share some tips, recommendations and suggestions … Continue reading Mainely – the best things
My history with the state of Maine is limited and not all together positive. Even though it’s been close to 25 years since I visited Portland and Camden on a decades ago anniversary weekend, I’ve retained a few distinct impressions from that trip. It’s far, like really far. I remember thinking that the license plate … Continue reading Maine, man
Since my divorce nearly 15 years ago, I haven’t wore rings very often. Beyond a tricolored three ring band, and my engagement ring and Tiffany anniversary band, that I occasionally wear because I love them, my hands generally remain unadorned. And I’m perfectly ok with that. Most of the time. Sometimes, though, I feel a … Continue reading Manifesting a ring
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