On our last night in Port Orchard, Washington, we ended our wonderful week-long stay by going to Carter And Company for ice cream. It was a lovely night, so we took our cones outside. Two young men approached, one carrying flowers and a sign. They discussed a plan of some…
Although we are flawed as human beings, it occurred to me the other day that there are perfect moments. Your child snuggled up against you in bed as you read them a story. Locking eyes with your soon-to-be husband waiting for you at the altar. There are perfect places too….
What is it about preparing for a trip that causes us to go a little retail crazy? All of a sudden the socks and underwear – don’t even get me started on the bras – you have had for far longer than is civilized all need to be replaced. Not…
I once again have led my long-suffering husband to new treasures along the highways and byways of this great country. I never tell the poor man where we are going, I navigate us to the address, telling him to be on the lookout for anything “unusual.” Mister Rain is not…
I have visited lighthouses before going to Maine, but in that state they are as common as CVS, there is one on every corner. I am exaggerating, of course, but their prevalence is not a tall tale. Although our rental house was in Boothbay Harbor, we traveled north one day,…
You know how music can transport you back to a time and place? How we know where we were when a significant personal event occurred, or one that was as far reaching as it can get and still be on this planet, like September 11, 2001. I am NOT comparing…
My husband does not eat seafood of any kind. This can be a challenge when we travel to places like Maine, when I want as much of it as I can possibly get. We were relieved to find that Mister Rain would not have to live on chicken fingers off…
It is always nice to bring home a memento from a trip, it used to be t-shirts and newspapers (my husband loves out-of-town papers) but over time, we began to look for items we could display in our home. We have also begun to collect radio stations in our travels,…
On the Upper East Side of Manhattan, my husband and I met a couple from the UK. Our tables at the diner were very close together, their distinctive accents left no doubt about where they were from. Over scrambled eggs and pancakes, we struck up a conversation. On a two-week…
My husband and I recently cracked open our PF Chang’s cookies to find the above fortunes inside. If one had said, “You will choose to never leave your house again,” the other’s would have read: “You will get a divorce.” #sisterrain #alittlesightalotofheart #legallyblindtraveler #travel #pfchangs #fortunately
