“Who Rescued Who?”
The day before Purl died, I had seen a magnet on a car in the shape of a paw with the words “Who Rescued Who?” It made me smile, as this is a phrase I’ve used often for my dogs. (For my fellow Grammar Nazis… it is “Who Rescued Whom,” right? But, alas, popular culture
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The Next Phase: The Vespa Journey Continues
It’s time for me to get into my new routine. Losing Purl took a lot out of me, I have to admit. When you are together constantly, it’s a huge loss (not that losing any pet isn’t a huge loss!). Jerome came to me quickly, I’m grateful, he’s a real champ and already fitting in
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Not What I Thought I’d Be Writing About Today
Today’s post was supposed to be about waking up for the first time in my new-to-me motorhome. Instead it is about waking up without my faithful companion by my side. I’m devastated. In the blink of an eye, I lost Purl yesterday. One moment, giggling with my friends and about to move “Ms Piggy” onto
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Wind- The Untold Story, Until Now
Riding brings me many things: joy, a sense of freedom, the satisfaction of doing something a bit out of the ordinary. Riding across the country? Definitely not the norm! I consider myself to be a skilled rider and also take safety seriously. I’m not ever going to be the person in flip flops and no
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Disappointments and The Power To Choose My Attitude
You realize by now that I am not much of a planner, but I am a very determined person. As I set out from the East Coast, I didn’t even know what route I was going to take. But I knew California was the goal. At first, making it to the West Side (LA) Scooter
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Claustrophobia… or How Living In A Tiny Space Feels Right-Sized To Me, the One Month Progress Report
Claustrophobia I’ve been mulling this word, “Claustrophobia,” around in my head for quite a while now. When I made the choice to move into 466 sq ft and felt like I had “more” than when I lived in 2000+. When I stay in either of my family’s homes that are not overly large, yet make
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Get off the highway
We zoom through this life so fast. Always in a rush. Speed limits being increased as our technology can handle roads more safely. [pb_slideshow group=”14″] “You ride that thing on the highway?” Probably a question- or rather, an incredulous statement- that I hear two to three times a day. Sometimes on the route I’ve chosen,
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A Greater Range
There are times when I can hardly even stand the beauty that has surrounded me. There is a feeling of expansiveness that can almost be painful. And yet I don’t mean this in a negative way at all. I consciously choose NYC as a home base- part for family, part for accessibility. But the limitations
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Day by Day: July 16 on the Turquoise Trail
The 2 lane highway between Santa Fe and Albuquerque was a delight full of natural beauty, art studios and some of the best coffee I’ve ever had (Cheers to Java Junction!) Can’t wait to return and spend a few days in Madrid.
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Plans to not Plan
Irksome as it may be to those in my life, I have a penchant for letting things unfold as they may. Imagine going on a 3 week trip with someone who has used a stack of post-it notes to plan the itinerary. Now imagine, I’m the one that hides the post-it notes. There are downsides:
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