El Palmar, the birthplace of paella

El Palmar is a small town near Valencia. It’s in the Albufera National Park and on the shore of the … More

Truth in travel

I’ve long said I should do truth-in-travel posts. Instead of a beautiful seascape, I’d show the bus stop where the … More

Getting back on the travel horse, plus the Elsa river in Tuscany

We’re back to our semi-nomadic ways and oh, how we’ve missed it! Ok, maybe not the schlepping of the bags … More

Change of plans, or here we go again!

We change our minds. A lot. I don’t know if you’ve noticed. But what are plans other than a reasonably … More

On being unperturbed by lost luggage

This is another rescued snippet from the old Tumblr I’m clearing out. May 2017 We’ve gotten lazy, 7+ months into … More

Head for the hills: in the foothills of the Cévennes

Enamored of our driver’s licenses and motivated by a sense of the clock ticking down on our time here in … More

Learning to settle

Early in our winter travels I said to Mark that I realized that we had everything with us that we … More

Predictions and the present moment

I’ve been occupying my days these days with an online class on the history of divination* and meditating. I couldn’t … More

A wander through a boggled mind

Because this blog is ostensibly about travel, it’s hard to write about not-travel, about staying put.  But it is also … More

We are here

Mark and I have a thing where we speak of the present from an imaginary future.  We say, remember when…? … More