Thoughts and musings about this whole life-makeover I’m in the midst of performing, part of the mid-life crisis I recently began and have committed to.
People often ask me how it is that I’m not afraid to travel alone. Partly the reason is that I’ve traveled alone nearly all my life. But there’s more to it than that.
If you’ve read my blog about Wales, it should come as no surprise to you that I’m going back to the UK for my next adventure abroad. This time I’m going about things a bit differently, though. This time, you see, I’m going to walk the entire length of Hadrian’s Wall.
Facebook and YouTube are being buttheads about my Galapagos video, so I’m going to post it on my own website. So there! (BTW, did I mention that I took ALL the photos used in this video??? 😉 )
Once upon a time, there was a little girl who lived in California. She was bright and cheerful, and she dreamed of traveling around the world someday. She enjoyed looking at the pictures of people from far away places in books and magazines, and she
Have you ever been to a place that felt so much like home it made your heart ache? That was my recent experience during a seven-day walking tour of Wales.
Last December I flew from California to Florida to see a friend of mine, Deborah Graham, partly to spend some quality time together, but mostly to help her in her ongoing personal efforts to help victims of Katrina who have fallen through the cracks and
I lost my dad to cancer in September 2004. He had been a career firefighter, beginning his career in his home town of Tucson, Arizona, then serving for nearly forty years with the Los Angeles City Fire Department. The following is the text of a