Ah, Macedonia, the second to last Eastern European country I haven’t been to. Had to visit before they changed their name to North Macedonia to appease Greece. They voted on it while I was staying there, and the vote failed. So Macedonia it is, and no NATO. Continue reading Not all of us can do great things. But we can do small things with great love.
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You write, I tour, we make it work
Since this is primarily for my family, I’ve been really bad about writing this one, because after all they were all there. So here I am, like 8 months later vividly and accurately recalling all the good times we had without aid from anything but my memory. And by that, I mean reconstructing what we did from these pictures (most pictures that I have stolen from the family). Continue reading You write, I tour, we make it work
Are you not entertained? Is this not why you are here?
After a few days of night buses, uncomfortable camel rides, and cold desert tents, I was looking forward to sleeping at a normal time in a normal bed again. Entering Essaouira was like entering a twilight zone – not a single person talked to us as we walked through the markets complete with our backpacks and suitcases. Very pleasant. It seems being left alone is all that is necessary for me to like a place these days. Continue reading Are you not entertained? Is this not why you are here?
There are only two lasting bequests we can hope to give our children. One of these is roots, the other, wings.
I’m staying at a small, family-run bed & breakfast in Garmisch-Partenkirchen. My own room and my own bed and my own bathroom! But it’s a nice little place in this small town (like 25,000 people). Continue reading There are only two lasting bequests we can hope to give our children. One of these is roots, the other, wings.