20 Hours in Buenos Aires, and the Ten Thousand Yard Stare
I don’t want to jinx things since there are still close to a hundred miles between me and my bed (bus, walk, drive), but dang am I feeling done. I […]
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Into the Caldera
So I missed a bit there because, halfway through the Drake Passage northbound, I stopped taking my seasickness meds. Yes, it was a stupid thing to do, but don’t tell […]
The Orcas
So yeah, we kind of dropped off the face of the earth there for a while. Or at least the internet. But also the face of the earth, a bit. […]
Messing Around in Boats, Part II
So hey – we’re here! I mean, it’s a big “here,” but last night we got to touch toe to mainland rock to plant the figurative flag. The literal flag […]
At Sea
“There are three kinds of people – those dead, those alive, and those at sea.” —Anacharsis, 6th century B.C.E. It’s a long way down to get here. Never mind the two-plus […]
Okay, This Is Nice
[Part Three, in which a miracle occurs\h\h\h\h\h\h\David and Devon actually catch that series of flights, sit a butt-numbing number of hours in the seats of different airliners, and pop out […]
Plan B
Plan A had us spending Friday night in the luxury of Row 9 of American Airlines Flight 953, sipping an aperitif prior to settling in for the night in our […]
Same Same, but Different
I’m a little shocked at the trepidation with which I am approaching this trip. It’s, you know, just another “trip of a lifetime” coming on the heels of our last […]
The Morning After
This morning, it’s the wind. What with all the traveling, when I tear myself away from the cobwebs of a night’s dreams, it often takes me a moment to place […]
Solstice
The coyote stops midstep, left paw held aloft as if responding to a command to “shake,” and cocks his head quizzically at me. “We’re not doing all that, are we?” […]
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