Monthly Archive: September 2014

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I Love the People Inside My Computer

It’s my Dutch brother from another mother, Pimmie! The internet is really amazing. But it seems that not a week goes by when I don’t read about someone lamenting what childhood was like when...

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The Power of Desire on the French Border

When I was a kid, we were… “financially challenged.” Growing up that way can leave a residue that clouds your thinking even if you’ve managed to claw your way out of that circumstance. As the years have passed through hard work, luck, chance – my life has changed dramatically. Even so, I still occasionally find myself nagged by thoughts that some things are only for other people and not for me….Conitnue Reading

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Snapshots: At and Around the Simplonpass in Switzerland

Kenny and I traveled across the Simplonpass in Switzerland while heading towards the Col du Petit St. Bernard in France. Assorted pics from Simplonpass: The bridge is called Ganterbrücke. I’ll sign off with my...

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Thanks for the Postcards!

I just wanted to send a great, big THANK YOU for all of the postcards and notes that have been sent my way. Every time I open up my mailbox and find one, I...

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In Defense of the Bucket List

Just yesterday I read an article that pointed out what the author saw as a flaw in the bucket list process as it is often portrayed in contemporary culture: As popularly conceived, however, the...

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Sleeping Our Way Through Lake Maggiore

It can be very tempting to think that when you fly somewhere far away on an overnight flight that the sheer excitement will keep you going. Jet lag? Ha! I spit in your face!...

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Once More Unto the Weekend, Dear Friends

As I sat sifting through photos for a trip post this morning, I realized I’m going into way too serious mode. Things fall apart when that happens. So instead of a flowery, self-aggrandizing post...

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Travel Lessons Learned: Just Stop and Take the Picture

You won’t regret stopping to take the picture but you will regret NOT stopping.

It’s a battle for many riders. You see something beautiful, something weird, something interesting and you saaaaaaaail right on by thinking, “I should take a picture of that.”

Well? Just do it. Stop. It’ll only take a minute. Later on when you can relive those memories in full color, you’ll be glad you did.