It's funny how sometimes two beloved things just don't work together. For instance, I love ice cream and I love chocolate but I just don't care for chocolate ice cream. At all. This weird contradictory condition, I've learned, also holds true for two of my favorite activities - yoga and paddle boarding. Earlier this week … Continue reading When 1 + 1 = 1
Tag: vacation
Whassup, Cape Cod!
Since I first became infatuated with Stand Up Paddleboarding (SUP) last year, I've sought out opportunities to indulge my urge to be on the water paddling to my heart's content. In July I had a great time in my hometown with friends tooling around the lake on a windy afternoon in kayaks and on board. … Continue reading Whassup, Cape Cod!
For whom the bell chimes
In the quiet of the morning I have the house to myself. The trees sway a bit and occasionally the tremendous wind chimes toll their gorgeous and deep notes. It's peaceful and I find myself, rather than imagining the day's activities, reflecting upon all the years we've been fortunate enough to spend time in this … Continue reading For whom the bell chimes
The sun also rises
Tonight we laughed under a sky filled with shadows and ever changing bands of purple and fuchsia. As the sun set in the west, I waded through the tide to reach the bridge so I could witness (and cheer on) the daredevil feats of 4 boys. It was a magical evening. The wind was wet … Continue reading The sun also rises
Sleeping around – France
In my 25+ years of traveling around Europe, I’ve slept in quite a variety of places. My very first trip back in 1988 provided me with both my most crude and my most refined accommodations; specifically the floor of a ferry crossing the North Sea and the lovely hotel in London where my friends and … Continue reading Sleeping around – France
Living (too) large
You know how they say "travel is broadening?" Well, when it comes to the size of my ass, I'd definitely have to agree. Seriously, I've taken to referring to my hips as "croissant" and "pain au chocolat." Whatever. I don't regret eating a single slab of pâté or hunk of Camembert. It was vacation. Now that I'm … Continue reading Living (too) large
Getting around – Paris
When I'm in a new city, I like to walk as much as possible. In my mind, it makes it easier for me get my bearings and it helps me to see as much as possible of a new place. That being said, our Paris accommodations weren't as central as they might have been and … Continue reading Getting around – Paris
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