At the beginning of my current sabbatical I wrote that I would ride trains to some of my destinations. I did.
When I went to the Grand Canyon several weeks ago, for the last leg of my journey, I took a Grand Canyon Railway train from Williams, AZ to Grand Canyon Village. Continue reading “Train Robbery, Rainbows, Unicorns, and Flying Object Sightings”
One of my favorite parts of yoga teacher training is finding gems in the treasure trove of assigned reading. Like this, presented abridged, section from the “Buddha Brain” by Rick Hanson: Continue reading “Fundamental Strategies”
This is a continuation of my previous post in which I list garments and footwear that I’d pack into a commuter backpack or on my person for a short trip, for instance, to Iceland. Why Iceland? Well, first, I just went there a few weeks ago and still remember; second, to make a point that it is possible to visit a somewhat cold place comfortably and pack lightly; third, Continue reading “Light Packing Not Just for Iceland. Part 2 of 2”
Four years ago I read an online essay about a young couple who travelled in Southern Europe for three summer weeks without any luggage. Not even a carry on. They carried smartphones, passports, credit cards, and (I hope) toothbrushes in pockets (man) and a small crossbody handbag (woman). No other bags. They washed the clothes they wore in sinks and dried them overnight whenever that became necessary. I can’t find the link right now; if any of my readers have it, please send it my way, and I’ll update.
Maybe not the most conventional/ sanitary approach, but I was impressed and inspired. Just imagine the freedom Continue reading “Light Packing Not Just for Iceland. Part 1 of 2”
As with most of my semi epic adventures, I went pretty far considering I didn’t bring enough food or water. (“Semi epic” is used loosely here: I know a young lady who celebrated her 10th birthday on Mt. Kilimanjaro having hiked up there. That’s epic. Semi epic being approximately half of that… Right.)
Continue reading “Good Mornings, Battleship, Mules”
Love letters understated 