Sailing to Philadelphia

NECC – day 1 File this under “What the hell was I thinking.”  My flight to Philadelphia leaves Greenville at 6:15 AM.  As I packed, I wondered if I would have the plane all to myself.  As I was looking up information on where I was staying, I was still having those same doubts about … Continue reading Sailing to Philadelphia

Hurry up and wait

Last day in Vermont, and a travel day.  We had breakfast at Steve’s Diner, just across from the Inn.  This is the type of place only open for breakfast and lunch, and where the waitresses are on a first-name basis with the clientele.  No grits, of course, but we both had delicious pancackes with maple … Continue reading Hurry up and wait

The Road Less Travelled

It was a foggy morning, and we were slow getting started.  After wandering for the past two days, we both thought it would be great to stay close to town.  The day started out very foggy, but it looked like it would burn off.  Laura grabbed her book and headed for the Adirondack chairs, and … Continue reading The Road Less Travelled

Sabbatical Reflections

In our basement is an odd collection of boxes left over from a storage unit we had been using while moving.  I had never gotten around to sorting and throwing away, so I thought now was to time to reclaim some floor space.  Easier said than done.  Most of these boxes contained things such as … Continue reading Sabbatical Reflections

Doing That DC Thang

It’s Furman’s Spring Break!  Yep, right here at the end of February.  So, with threats of snow in the forecast for Virginia and Maryland, we decide to head to Washington DC to see our friends John and Kate Kaup, who are up there for a year while on sabbatical. The snow wasn’t enough to hinder … Continue reading Doing That DC Thang

There and Back Again

We had breakfast at Cracker Barrel.  The Cracker Barrel.  The first one ever opened in Lebanon, Tennessee.  It should have been more impressive than it sounds, but it wasn’t.  The only interesting thing was that they serve syrup in mini-bottles. We were in a hurry to get home.  Apparently traffic and construction were going to … Continue reading There and Back Again