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March 17, 2022

Moscow, ID

These posts are rarely in real-time. Meaning, I could post about a place well after I've visited them. I have wondered if this multiverse like delay defeats the purpose of this little blog, "If a place you've visited could be your future home, shouldn't you write about it sooner? While the memories are fresh?" Each time the wonder sets in, I come to the same conclusion though, how I don't trust my recent sun-, sugar-, or sleep-soaked vacation memories. And then there's that whole "Hindsight is 20/20" thing.

In another world, my delayed vacation memories would often float up on yet another commute, another Monday. Today is Monday, and in this world of "wfh" (that feels close to "wtf"), there are no commuting daydreams. The memories now arise through related images, words, or sounds. "What about Moscow, ID? What do they think about this mess?"


January 20, 2021

Aspen, CO

My cousin and her family had moved to a small unincorporated town (i.e., so small, it doesn't need governing people to govern them) right outside of Aspen a number of years ago. I didn't understand why knowing how little mortgage prices differ between a destination place and any place near a destination place. But like the pine that rooted itself besides a grove of aspens, it only took my friend and I a few hours in Aspen to realize why she moved where she did...

"One of these things is not like the others, 

One of these things just doesn't belong..."

June 25, 2013

National Parks, AZ

I love travelling alone, but I really love travelling with someone else. You're bound to compromise something, then kick yourself in the butt afterwards for being foolishly stubborn. In less masochistic terms, sometimes when you yield for another you grow as an individual.

My original cross-country itinerary didn't include Grand Canyon National Park. Looking at the pictures below -- what wasn't I thinking. I crossed it off my bucket list as a kid when I saw it from high, high, above. Thankfully, my friend bopped this old noggin' of mine, "We can't pass Arizona and not see the Grand Canyon?!"

Sunset at the canyon