My dad used to say that the enjoyment of travel was divided into three parts: 1) planning & anticipating; 2) the trip itself; and 3) re-living the memories. I always suspected he got his greatest amount of enjoyment from that first category---the man was a planner! He put together a six-month road trip through Europe … Continue reading Anticipation—Part of the Journey
Category: Travel
Internal Geographies
My husband has described his customer Vern as a guy who "can't find anything good to say about life." When Vern called Jon's cell tonight (in the middle of our Date Night) pleading for help with his broken-down truck, I got to experience his outlook first-hand. Jon being Jon, we went to help---which meant giving … Continue reading Internal Geographies
“Crazyass Passions” & Pencilled Notes
My mother isn't one for writing-in-books, so I'm tickled that the book she just mailed me has a sentence underlined with a smiley-face. "I believe in crazyass passion." That's the line she highlighted in Rinker Buck's Oregon Trail travelogue, and that says plenty about my mother! She's a world traveler, kayaker, fly-fisher, river rafter, scuba diver (Nitrox-certified … Continue reading “Crazyass Passions” & Pencilled Notes
Cultivating a Path
Yesterday when (yet another!) snowstorm took hold of Boise, we joined an impromptu neighborhood shoveling-party. 5 neighbors, 3 shovels, 2 brooms, 1 snowblower (till we ran it out of gas), 1 dustpan (for hand-scooping), assorted bags of icemelt, plus 2 "helping" dogs (plus one "helping" chronicler)... all added up to a merry band of nearly-snowed-in RV-neighbors! … Continue reading Cultivating a Path
2017: A Year for Reading Rihla
Boise Idaho is bearing up under record-breaking conditions this week. We have more snow on the ground than EVER. (Well, at least the "ever" that dates from 1875 when someone started measuring.) We have wind-chill warnings for -25F and more snow on the way, possibly to be followed next week by rain, of all things, … Continue reading 2017: A Year for Reading Rihla
Travels with Toots
Toots is the teddy bear I've had since I was a year old. Well, we've always called him a teddy bear, though his actual shape is sort of open to interpretation... He's had several face-lifts in that time (in fact, he had a whole "body-lift" a couple years ago after a dog got to him and … Continue reading Travels with Toots
Addendum to a Eulogy
Yesterday my dad should have turned seventy. He passed away this year on my birthday, so this weekend we've been missing him on his. Ironically, I could still practice my favorite joke-ritual, which was not to call my dad (whose depth of phone-phobia was rivaled only by my sister's and my own) on his birthday. I … Continue reading Addendum to a Eulogy
Kana's Chronicles 