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
Tag: Packing
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
Death of a Salesman(‘s Commission)
We all know---don't we?---the demographic that comprises full-time RV-ers... They sport hearing aids and golf pants and live in Arizona or Florida half the year. Once again, it's time to challenge my assumptions. When Jon and I moved into this RV park in February, I was surprised to find two-thirds of the sites occupied by … Continue reading Death of a Salesman(‘s Commission)
If God Acts as Travel Agent, Don’t Argue the Itinerary
I dreamed last night that I was back in Safe Haven, the psych-facility where I recently spent ten days, and the dream felt comforting. The place is well named. My cell phone was one of the things I missed most in there---not for calls, but for Google (I hadn't realized how many things-a-day I look … Continue reading If God Acts as Travel Agent, Don’t Argue the Itinerary
Living Large by Living SMALL
Sometimes the Stuff we own ends up owning us... Here's a look at life with LESS!
Gypsying (OR: A Borderline Personality Working on Borders)
If you’re not familiar with poker, the thing to understand is that you start a hand with some cards of your own, and you don’t yet know what other cards will be available to you to use in that hand. You have to “sign up” to play that hand by putting some money in the … Continue reading Gypsying (OR: A Borderline Personality Working on Borders)
Full Circle: At the Wheel
Dad took me car-shopping my Senior year of high school, explaining that although he'd drive the new car for a while, it was intended eventually for my use. I pictured myself in a Jeep Cherokee: four-wheel-drive, room in the back for dive gear and camping kit, a rack on top for my parents' old orange canoe, and plenty of under-carriage … Continue reading Full Circle: At the Wheel
Kana's Chronicles 