Every day can be the trip of a lifetime.
I just sold my bicycle. My last bicycle. What, you only have one bicycle? Just like guitars, I've had three of more in the home at any given moment. My final bicycle was a real hum dinger. Close to the top-of-the-line, straight-bar, electric-assist, built in lights and very expensive. It gave me a few years … Continue reading The Impermanence of Bicycle Riding
It's finally starting to sink in. The endless sunny days with their hot, humid weather will soon be in my rear view mirror. After almost 9 months living in some of the hottest cities on the planet, we're headed west, albeit slowly. In about a week we'll fly from Asia to Africa, or more specifically from … Continue reading Turning the corner, heading west, and bundling up.
In this post I'm going to talk about 2 things. The first is the cost of travelling internationally vs. the cost of living in the U.S. The second is the cost and options for living/retiring in the countries I've visited. The cost of travelling internationally vs. the cost of living in the U.S Occasionally … Continue reading The Cost of Travelling, Living, Retiring & Snow-birding Abroad.
I had heard lots of great things about Vietnam. The amazing scenery, the natural beauty, the food. I was eager to explore the country. Here's a play-by-play of the past 3 weeks. Hanoi. We arrived in Hanoi and headed to our Airbnb, located between The Old Quarter and The French Quarter. The Old Quarter is, well, old. … Continue reading Finally warming up to Vietnam
I love monkeys and this is a hard post to write. DNA-wise they're the closest thing to humans. Earlier this week we went to Cuc Phuong National Park in Vietnam. The first stop inside the park is the Endangered Primate Rescue Center - a monkey sanctuary. I didn't' know there was a need for such … Continue reading A very short, very sad tale.
Mother Superior walked into our 3rd grade class at St. Laurence O'Toole School and handed a letter to our teacher, Sister Marie Charles (not her real name). They talked briefly and then began to address the class. It was 1966 and I was 7 or 8 years old. The letter was from a young Lieutenant, … Continue reading Vietnam
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