My sister has joined me this year in my summer ramblings. We are attending the Contemporary American Theatre Festival in Shepardstown, WV, literally across the Potomac River from Maryland. You could throw a rock from the festival site and hit Maryland. We are staying in Sharpsburg – nominally that is. Sharpsburg is right there, across…
Tag: Travel
Dublin, our first day in Ireland
As flights go, ours technically was flawless. Off on time, arrived early, lovely weather. We made some young woman’s day when she discovered that the two people on either side of her (us) were happy to take the center seat. We did have the screamiest child ever in the seat right in front of me….
York – part 1
I am in York on what is apparently the museum tour to end all museum tours. I really like the city. It’s old. Really old. Like AD71 old. Roman centurion old. And before Constantine showed up, people were living here, so it’s even older than that. So, for thousands of years people have been living…
An Expotition
Sunday was a treat. Instead of bumbling my way from Harrogate to York on the train, my brother met me, and we had a motoring adventure that ended for me in York but continued a bit for Matt. Matt collected me in Harrogate at 10:00 in his rented red Nissan Juke. I, of course, moved…
Thinking and Learning in Spain
Traveling in Spain gave me more than an opportunity to see the Alhambra. It gave me the opportunity to look at how I learn things and how I cope with challenges that are outside of my usual experiences. Shopping, dining out, asking directions, following directions, listening to tour guides, reading signs. Each time I was…
Magic Spaces
“Sometimes, if you stand very still in the shadows of those places, you can hear songs on the wind, whispers in the trees. That is why I travel.” from The Silence of Trees by Valya Dudycz Lupescu We have all (I hope) had the enormous pleasure of stepping into a place, a space in nature…
Madrid – starting to feel familiar
I finally am sitting down. I am on the Ave, the high speed train to Cordoba. It’s just past noon and I am sad to leave friends but excited to begin exploring Andulacia. The train takes no time, less than flying I am sure 1:45 minutes from Madrid Atocha to Cordoba. Madrid was a whirl….
Living on the Lip of Insanity 