A Visit to the City of Fog: London

November 27th, 2014

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A gloomy sky hung above, clusters of clouds moved and rain poured ever so slightly. The murky water of the Thames accepted the droplets of rain, and a concoction of languages were floated throughout the crowded street behind me. It was an experience from a tourist’s point of view; the continuous hand waves to halt … Continued

Gratitude in Alaska               As the waves crash over the bow I shut my eyes momentarily while the ocean spray reaches my face. Some days this happens every time I encounter a wave. Some days it doesn’t happen once. The goal every day is the same; to fill the boat, and no day is … Continued

It was 1984 when my husband of just over a year suggested Haiti as a vacation destination.  He had an acquaintance who recently returned from the popular Club Med resort and suggested I bring T-shirts for the Haitians.  “They need clothing,” he informed me, “and they are grateful for anything you can give.” I dragged … Continued

Like many people, I have wondered if I could make a difference in someone’s life. I am just one person. I’m no hero. So what could I really do? I’ll tell you…. I met Mossa. Mossa spends her life curled on an old foam-rubber mattress on the ground in northwest Haiti. Her one-room home has … Continued

It has been a week now since I left Budapest. A busy week in which, however, I caught myself forgetting how scared and happy I was while living my Hungarian fairytale; how I struggled with finding my way around, memorizing in which utca (street) I lived, getting used to the fact that receiving auditory signals … Continued

My life changed the night I met a camel named Sky. We met as I led him from the trailer in which he crossed the German border, under an Austrian winter darkness blank to heat and shattered with stars. I arrived at the camel farm, in the miniscule town of Eintental, Austria, around midnight. Gerda, … Continued

I never knew Great Uncle Ron.  He was killed in Malaya (as it then was) in 1941, serving with the Argyll and Sutherland Highlanders.  But the very mention of his name to any of the older members of the family would elicit the same response.  Verbatim.  “You would have loved, Ron.”  He had suffered from … Continued

Leaving the Comfort Behind in Thailand My Thai taxi driver and I zoomed down the highway from the airport at record breaking speeds. Passing through tollbooths so fast that if you blinked, you’d miss the exchange of money. There wasn’t much to see out the window, so I attempted a conversation with the driver. He … Continued