River Deep, Sort
I’m still dreaming about Andorra. I don’t know if you’ve tired yet of hearing about it, but I’ve still got a few stories to tell.
I’m still dreaming about Andorra. I don’t know if you’ve tired yet of hearing about it, but I’ve still got a few stories to tell.
Day Two, we bike. I love riding bikes, and I love biking vacations. See Epic Ireland and The Tulip Trip. Not pictured, Bavaria, 2010. Pre-blog.
Last week, I ventured overseas. It was something that, like many of us, I hadn’t done in over two years. But I had reached my breaking point and mentally, I needed it. I craved it. I wanted out of my box, and so in what…
I really love Newport. We popped on down to Newport from Providence to hit up the International Tennis Hall of Fame for the induction of this and last year’s class and decided to peruse the town the way that tourists do. We went house hunting.…
My travels continue! Don’t worry, I’ll be batch in the kitchen soon for a farewell tour of my pantry. I’m moving in a little over 5 weeks and I won’t be transporting the contents of my fridge and pantry to my temporary digs at Mom’s.…
That title takes you back, doesn’t it? Last week, I escaped. I escaped Michigan, where I’ve been landlocked since March. Escaped my condo where, with the exception of my July getaway, I’ve been trapped since quarantine started. I escaped my loneliness, which despite phone calls…