We’re off again in a few hours, catching a red-eye flight to Boston, bound for northeastern Massachusetts. This trip is less about pleasure and more about taking care of family matters, particularly for Kathryn, who’s been looking after her father’s affairs ever since he was admitted to a nursing home earlier this year. She has … Continue reading We’re off to Massachusetts again
The worst part of our weekend getaway to Cottonwood was getting there. At least for me. It was not half the fun. It was none of the fun. Driving something as big as my parents’ motor home had my knuckles white the entire way. Every bump in the road amplified itself as it rolled like … Continue reading Getting there was none of the fun
Kathryn and I are heading out of town this afternoon to spend the weekend at Dead Horse Ranch State Park in Cottonwood, Arizona. We’ve stayed in the campground there a number of times before. What makes this trip quite a bit different is that my parents are loaning us their motor home. There’ll be no … Continue reading A different kind of road trip this weekend
It’s been a while since I’ve written any blog posts, so I thought I’d get the ball rolling again with a photo from last month’s long weekend trip to South Dakota and Wyoming. This photo is of Devils Tower, a national monument located about a half-hour’s drive northwest of Sundance, Wyoming. It’s probably best known … Continue reading Devils Tower, Wyoming
Most of my traveling bags are of the type with loop-and-hook fasteners for patches. Most people who own bags like these, if they don’t put a “morale” patch of some sort, put a tape with their last names. For several years, I’ve been taking a different approach. I display a patch with the domain name … Continue reading Subtle but shameless promotion finally pays off
On the way to the airport this afternoon, Kathryn, swelling with pride in the place she’s called home for over 25 years, told me what a great airport Phoenix Sky Harbor has become. I really found it hard to disagree with her. One of the reasons I was comfortable arriving so early for my flight … Continue reading Phoenix Sky Harbor is a great airport, especially if you’re hungry
One of the pleasures of traveling, for me at least, is to eat foods I normally wouldn’t eat at home. Since we had an apartment for this recent trip to Montpellier, this included some meals we prepared on our own, as well as some French fast food we brought back to our apartment to enjoy. … Continue reading Food photos from our recent trip to Montpellier
Last Saturday around midday, Kathryn and I were at the zoo here in Montpellier, and we found ourselves looking at the giraffes next to a French couple and their young children. I overheard the father saying to his children, “Les girafes sont beaux!” As soon as the words finished leaving his mouth, the mother corrected … Continue reading If you’ve ever struggled with the gender of French nouns, take heart!
The maiden voyage of my parents’ new motor home last weekend was a smashing success, even though everything seemed to be working against us, at least at first. Friday was a miserable day weather-wise, at least by Arizona standards. Cold and wet are not two words one often uses to describe the weather in this … Continue reading The maiden voyage of my parents’ new motor home, Eloy, Arizona
For the past several months, Kathryn and I have had bad luck picking weekends to go camping. In October, we had to cut short a camping trip because of wet weather. Over New Year’s Eve, we had to cancel another trip altogether because of the cold, so we went to Kentucky instead. This weekend, our … Continue reading And now for something completely different
I took this photo of the fountain near the entrance of Esplanade Charles de Gaulle in Montpellier, France, on December 17, 2002. It has the distinction of being the oldest photo in my Google Photos collection — for now, at least. The camera I used back then, a Minolta point-and-shoot, had low resolution by today’s … Continue reading Holiday lights, fountain in the historic center of Montpellier, France
We’re home from Kentucky. With our luggage. And two Big Macs we found along the way. Kathryn’s shift begins in three hours. My schedule tomorrow is a bit more forgiving.
We made our connection in Chicago, but just by the skin of our teeth. We’ll stop sweating soon, I hope. The AA app says our bags reached Chicago, but nothing about whether they made the connection. I guess we’ll find out in Phoenix.
We’re still in Louisville. Our American Airlines flight to Chicago has been delayed, guaranteeing we’ll miss our connection to Phoenix. There is a later flight to Phoenix, and we were able to get seats on it, so I guess that’s a good thing. However, American Airlines is playing a game they already played with us … Continue reading Flight delayed out of Louisville, prompting a dubious American Airlines “upgrade”
I’m not a big fan of Starbucks. However, that was not always the case. About eight years ago, I walked into the Starbucks near my office for the umpteenth time that week and handed over almost $2 for yet another “tall” brewed coffee. I sat in the shop for a little while, trying to be … Continue reading I don’t always drink Starbucks. But when I do, I prefer beer.
I’m checking in from the Subway in Terminal B at the Dallas-Fort Worth Airport. Our flight from Phoenix was totally full, and it seemed like everyone carried on a full-size suitcase. Seriously, most “carry-on” bags were bigger than the ones we checked. By the time our Group 7 boarded, there was no room in the … Continue reading Whoooa, we’re halfway there
In some sense, our four-day weekend to Kentucky has already begun. We’ve left the house, but we both still have to put in a half-day at work. Since I can literally see Sky Harbor Airport from my cubicle — if I’m standing up, that is — it doesn’t make much sense to return home before … Continue reading Starting the trip off right, sort of, with donuts and coffee
If you could spend New Year’s Eve anywhere in the world, where would it be? Until yesterday, the plan for Kathryn and me was to ring in the new year around a propane fire at Dead Horse Ranch State Park in Cottonwood, Arizona, enjoying a quiet evening to ourselves, drinking some beers with starlit skies … Continue reading Think you’ve imagined the perfect New Year’s Eve?
The flights today were largely uneventful, although I will say the American Airlines cabin crew from Philadelphia to Phoenix was one of the worst I’ve ever experienced. My sister and her husband gave us a ride home from the airport. As soon as we got inside the house, I realized we had no beer in … Continue reading And we’re home again
Kathryn and I are sitting at the airport in Manchester, New Hampshire. With the winter weather yesterday, I thought it would be a good idea to arrive extra early today. As a result, everything has gone super smoothly. The rental car drop-off took less than a minute, the airline check-in took less than three minutes, … Continue reading The voyage back to Phoenix is underway
We’ve been tracking an incoming winter storm for the past couple days. A half hour ago, we were visiting a high school classmate when her kids ran inside yelling, “Snow!” Having not driven in snow for many, many years, that was my cue to leave. As we were leaving, the same kids said they were … Continue reading Snow! Driving in the white stuff for the first time in years
Since Kathryn and I spend a lot of our weekends away from Phoenix, it’s not uncommon for us to find ourselves visiting another parish for Mass on any given Sunday. It is far less common for us to visit the same parish two Sundays in a row, although that’s exactly what happened the past two … Continue reading New altar rail at St. Stanislaus Catholic Church in Nashua, New Hampshire
Before leaving for this trip to New England, some of my coworkers asked if I expected to see any fall foliage colors. I told them I thought I’d be too late in the season to see any of the colors. As luck would have it, I was wrong by just a few days. A week … Continue reading The last bit of fall foliage colors in Ipswich, Massachusetts
For the second Sunday in a row, we traveled to Nashua, New Hampshire, for Mass at St. Stanislaus Catholic Church. By the time Mass was over, we were quite hungry, so we decided to find someplace to eat near the church. There was an Irish pub a couple minutes away called Peddler’s Daughter, and we … Continue reading Sunday brunch at Peddler’s Daughter in Nashua, New Hampshire
Ask for a coffee “reglah” at a donut shop in Massachusetts and they will know exactly what you mean. It’s two creams and two sugars for a small, which goes up proportionally if you order a larger size.