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2025: Stop Two of Nine: Bornholm, The Sunshine Island
Thought I forgot? I didn’t. I had to do some living which overall is going well. I must get better at sharing when the sun is out in my mental health, but in those moments, as a member of the last analog generation, sometimes I just want to be present, my mind in the moment.…
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2025: Stop One of Nine: Copenhagen
Stop One of Nine: Copenhagen A delayed recap but here we go. On a quieter break now, with time to reflect. Let’s start here. June in Denmark is a delight. June in Copenhagen is even more. The first thing I noticed about this lovely city was all the green space. Gardens and alleys, allotment plots…
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2025: Away we go…
Not the way it normally goes but sometimes the way it is… a mad dash through the coastal capitals of Denmark, Poland, Lithuania, Latvia, Estonia, Finland and then a collapse I am sure in Sweden… and home. Travel does make my heart beat faster…. So bring on airports, airplanes, people watching, lots of coffee, walking…
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2025: An Upcoming Journey
“The true risks of travel are disappointment and transformation: the fear you’ll be the same person when you go home, and the fear you won’t.” — Lands of Lost Borders: A Journey on the Silk Road by Kate Harris I love to read as much or more than I love to travel to new lands.…
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Coffee Cups – 2012 Heathrow
Coffee. How I love it. Is it a genetic trait? I hope so. Where my Cuban battery can only be recharged by the jolt of caffeine and sugar? After three weeks in India, this cup was part of the in between travel fogged transition from a new land to me, to the ritual of home.…
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2017: Iceland, again (and again!)
Don’t everyone get excited at the same time. I left the country – I have been grounded for ages here in my cow town, dealing with some real life stuff. All is now well but it was not well most of 2017. Here’s a real deal travel update with some links, some pictures. Maybe I…
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2015: Cows, California, Cafes and Chalupas
“We must always change, renew, rejuvenate ourselves; otherwise, we harden.” Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Even if I didn’t write about them, I did have some lovely adventures and I love a sunset all over the world. Here’s 2015’s collection. California for some calm and a birthday, Mexico for some chalupas and time with my cub, Michigan…
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2013: the year in review, the year I did more living than blogging
I used to wish for peace but as this year unfolded I’ve realized peace is an elusive and hard to pin down thing and when you do find it, you usually loose it and begin the cycle almost immediately. So frustrating. So annoyingly brief. So little, after so much. Makes me think of that Greek…
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Bridges 2013: Old and New
On a lazy Sunday morning recently, I saw a story on Bartonsville, a small Vermont town that lost a covered bridge in Hurricane Irene a few summers ago . The locals refused to accept this loss and one very determined woman, as she watched the bridge wash out in the flood waters, made sure it…
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Travel & Tears… a short list
“This is your captain speaking.” The most dreaded words in air travel without a doubt. Nothing like being 30,000 feet in the air, meal service underway, and learning the plane is turning around, back to the land you just left, no local currency in my pocket, no mobile phone, and yes, the yearning, deep need…
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Europe: Remembrance Day, Bruges
A number of years ago, a friend and I decided to take this week-long dash through some European countries we had not visited in a while and to see some friends – a week-long journey of planes, trains, buses, trams, boats to the UK, Belgium and the Netherlands. Why we chose a week when Europe is…
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beginning at the beginning
When I was eight, my family spent a month and a 1/2 in France and England. It was the first international flight I could remember, drank my first orangina, learned my first French word – which was STOP (aggressive foreign speaking children + pool ) and slept in an overnight train berth. My mother kept…
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