THURSDAY, JULY 27, 2016 Sightseeing in the shuttle was a dizzying vision. To say Zanzibar was not an electric current of activity would be an understatement. It was easy to get wrapped up into looking at every little lively detail without trying to focus on it in those few tenths of a second it was visible. During the drive we talked and participated in a few more icebreakers to wake the group up a bit. At first, I would admit that I am not an icebreaker activity type, but I

THURSDAY, JULY 26, 2017 According to our printed itinerary for the week, each morning we were to meet for breakfast between 7:00 – 8:30 am. Our days were neatly compartmentalized for us, and it was a matter of simply showing up at the time indicated. This however meant that I had to purposefully set my alarm clock to make sure I did not miss the boat (shuttle, or meal.) It had been a while since I was that ready to go to bed like I was the night before. I didn’t have any prob

During this 6-week recovery, I decided to make the most of it. Or whatever that actually means. I had no expectation of being a good or quick recovering patient. That notion came from fear of the unknown (for my first surgery), and knowing that I have absolutely no ease when it comes to hospitals, sickness or anything remotely gruesome – meaning blood and any other bodily fluid. None of this was not because I had no faith in myself to be strong; I simply didn’t know how to f

Me, Yayoi Kusama Infinity Mirrors, 2017 I am officially out of time for writing this week. Tomorrow, I am on my way to a documentary film festival and will not be able to finish and post the next day of Aruba. I will, however commit to get the remaining days of the trip posted between now and the next month before I am officially gone fishin'. Not once have I asked that question my mother warned me never to utter, “What’s next?” Not once (better emphasis of my indignation if

My personal Christmas Tree with a travel theme. I am ready to get on the move in 2017. By the way, the "L" is for my nickname, La La formerly Ooh LaLa Any birthday with a “0,” after your 20’s is a big deal. Or at least some people feel that way. My 40th seemed like it was significant enough to do something grander than usual. That was the general idea that was tossed about in the start of the year; doing something as monumental as the number with family, friends and loved one