38,841 words and counting

38,841 words and counting

That is a lot of words to have written down in some kind of logical order. The first draft was started in July of 2017, before we left on our trip. I knew I wanted to create something which was

Why not give it a try?

Why not give it a try?

I remember it clearly, standing next to a woman in Barcelona at a dinner party, chatting about the upcoming vote. Even though the event which should have decided Catalonian independence came and went, it was all we could talk about.

Leisurely long days or never-ending nights?

Leisurely long days or never-ending nights?

We are about to hit the wall of darkness. Already it is dark in the morning as the work day begins. Soon it will be dark for the journey home, as well. The daylight block of time will get shorter

Life in the Gothic quarter // La vida al barri gòtic

Life in the Gothic quarter // La vida al barri gòtic

As the air cools and Mother nature continues her preparations for the long winter slumber, I am reminded of the heat still radiating from the streets and buildings in the gothic quarter. The city of Barcelona is enjoying the late

Dirty burger, chicken shop

Dirty burger, chicken shop

A year ago we were living in Barcelona. The illegal vote, which was supposed to determine Catalonian independence from Spain, happened. The weather on the mediterranean was fantastic. In my journal, I noted the patio door was wide open in

What was your favourite stop?

What was your favourite stop?

When people ask us this question, they are somewhat shy, assuming everyone asks the same thing. We agree, yes that is what happens. We all laugh. And then there is silence. An expectant pause, waiting for the answer. That part

Travel changes a person

Travel changes a person

At a seminar I recently attended, each new speaker introduced themselves by way of what they called PechaKucha. Since the organization had so many unique words of their own creation, I assumed this was an invented practice. But, it turns

Reacquainting myself with the bus

Reacquainting myself with the bus

After using various forms of public transit, in many cities around the world, over the past year, it was a refreshing experience to ride the local routes. In fact, I am not an experienced consumer of the commuter options here

It is always the middle of the night, somewhere

It is always the middle of the night, somewhere

One of the funny side effects of travel is developing a distorted sense of time. The world is so large, with so many time zones and even the international date line. When you think about other far away places, it

Irrepressible optimism or finding good in everything

Irrepressible optimism or finding good in everything

Over the years I have been writing and posting to my blog, I’ve had a goal which has guided my content. It is simple. I want the words to be fashioned in such a way so that the reader and