Great Walk: Downtown San Diego
Travelling on foot, details emerge out of the blur of our rapidly accelerating world.
Travelling on foot, details emerge out of the blur of our rapidly accelerating world.
We are very fortunate indeed. We have a few good friends, a close and loving family, and the freedom to live our dream. Amidst all our good fortune, our most cherished treasures are our young-adult daughters Claire and Cassie.
Bags and bags of fallen leaves, and springtime pollen makes me sneeze. Broken sidewalks skin my knees. I’ve looked at trees that way.
If a Francophile appreciates all things French, then someone who loves Spain and all things Spanish must be a Spancophile. I must admit that if there is such a thing as a Spancophile, then I might qualify.
Following our last sunset in Pismo Beach, a new day has dawned for us in San Diego, California.
Complimentary airfare, freedom to fly anywhere you want, and the ability to eat all day long without getting fat, it is good to be a bird.
“In every walk with nature, one receives far more than he seeks”. John Muir
Soft, smooth, and curvaceous, the allure of the dunes drew us inexplicably to their undulating and flowing landscape.
On our last day at home, El Niño dropped 7 inches of snow on our driveway. After shoveling ourselves free, we backed out of the garage, and left for our first month-at-a-time travel destination of Pismo Beach, California.
Our dream is finally about to come true. After five years of planning, we are thrilled to announce our inaugural month-at-a-time expedition.