Oversharing about overspending & belt tightening & why Andrea’s question has me writing this to begin with

I’ve been accused of oversharing, but then I always remember my friend who shared a photo of her naughty bits on twitter to make a point. Why do I mention that? Well, I suppose I do say things online that others wouldn’t. And when I do so, it sometimes makes the people I love cringe.… Continue reading Oversharing about overspending & belt tightening & why Andrea’s question has me writing this to begin with

hereabouts it’s going to be played by Old Braunfels and hope to see you there 

Well, we seem to have our best gigs in summer, and this year’s no exception.  Jarrod moved away and then moved back home over the course of this most recent trip round the sun, and we’ve even reconnected with former (& hopefully future) fiddle player & singer Violeta, who’d moved to Chile.  Now she’s back… Continue reading hereabouts it’s going to be played by Old Braunfels and hope to see you there 

Knee deep in Filmfest…I’ll sleep when I’m dead

For ages I’ve referred to this as the ‘best week of the year‘ in Munich, and I might just stand by that, although it has some stiff competition the longer I live here.  Why the best? Because of Filmfest, I tell you.  Before I started reviewing films for English language publications, I regularly attended it… Continue reading Knee deep in Filmfest…I’ll sleep when I’m dead

This post is brought to you thanks to bifurcated sleep…

Ok, the long and short of it is that I don’t sleep well in the summertime. Not sure if I ever did, but it seems to have gotten progressively worse with age. Old man problems, right? I suppose so.  So, I’ve gotten into the weirdest sleep schedule that can only be described as bifurcated sleep.… Continue reading This post is brought to you thanks to bifurcated sleep…

third day on the Camino & a return to where I started last year…back to the future, because I’ll definitely be here again

This bridge means a lot to me, and it’ll take some explaining for it to make sense.  Arrived here in Logroño last year to begin my journey. Meeting all the pilgrims with their injuries that day, I felt like such an imposter calling myself a pilgrim already. Little did I know – everyone walks his… Continue reading third day on the Camino & a return to where I started last year…back to the future, because I’ll definitely be here again

Don’t stop walking with or without knowing exactly where you’re going to sleep…or what you’re going to sleep on

There’s this exhilarating moment when you arrive at the albergue after the day’s walk, and you drop your things. This is where you know you’re going to spend the rest of your day and your evening, yet there’s a good chance you’re so tired that you’ll sleep through most of one or the other.  Suddenly… Continue reading Don’t stop walking with or without knowing exactly where you’re going to sleep…or what you’re going to sleep on

a lapsed Quaker walking…I’m relatively sure you’ll get what I’m trying to say at some point

Ok, I told you about the dog I met the first day and how I was missing my dogs, so there’s that. The whole dog thing. I’ve even started Dog Spotting pretty obsessively, which is something I always did, yet now I’m taking photos and adding whimsical captions and/or stories. We’ll see what comes of… Continue reading a lapsed Quaker walking…I’m relatively sure you’ll get what I’m trying to say at some point