Thursday evening. I am sitting in a conference room of an office building in Chicago patiently waiting for the plaintiff’s counsel to finish the examination of a witness and conclude the deposition that has been dragging on for too long. And then in what seems to be in the blink […]
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San Diego. Finally.
After twenty years of traveling, we have been to over forty countries, almost every U.S. state, most national parks, and basically every major U.S. city. But there are still places out there to explore. “We have still, somehow, not been to San Diego,” Victor said. I vaguely remembered how. We […]
Read MoreStop and Smell the Flowers
“Dead bushes,” I muttered. “We need to do something about it.” It had been more than a year since the pandemic started and I was looking through the window of our condo at the lifeless branches dangling outside. “Why don’t we get rid of them and plant some flowers? We […]
Read MoreThe Prettiest Town in Mexico
“We are going to the prettiest town in Mexico,” Victor said as we were packing our backpacks for the flight. “Says who?” I demanded, “Who decides what’s the “prettiest town”? What’s the prettiest town in the US? In Europe? In the world? I’ve never even heard of Guanajuato before you […]
Read MoreRhode Island: Gilded Age of Our Travels
How do you spell “Victor”? How do you spell “Julia”? I did not know what I expected before visiting Rhode Island but learning a new language was certainly not what I planned for. But here we were, at the gift shop of the Sailing Museum in Newport, unexpectedly immersed in […]
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