"I am not lost, for I know where I am. But however, where I am may be lost." A.A. Milne People must like Winnie the Pooh. A Lot! We drove from RTW on a beautiful spring day, hoping to arrive a few minutes before “Pooh Corner” opened. When we got there it was clear … Continue reading The Art of Wandering Well: To Quote Winnie the Pooh
The last few days have blurred a bit - in the best, most exhausting ways. Driving is getting less scary, Scott is getting used to it, and today we finally figured how to do the following:Turn up the volume on the navigation system so we weren’t always panicking and asking, WHAT? As we lap the … Continue reading The Art of Wandering Well: Welcome to Kent: the Garden of England
Scott and I said good-bye to London and headed to our new “home base”: Royal Tunbridge Wells. One of our goals was that we wanted to stay longer during each stop - less packing up suitcases and getting to know each area better. RTW seemed dead center Kent and Sussex and after what might seem … Continue reading The Art of Wandering Well: Trading The Oyster Card for the Car Key
Speaking of perfect plans, we had another day that required a pivot, and this time we pivoted HARD! Our plans for the day? A visit to Hampton Court Palace, the home of Henry the Eighth and his Six Wives. But let me backtrack just a little first. A couple days ago at Kew Gardens … Continue reading The Art of Wandering Well. Trading Henry the Eighth for Ted Lasso
We were super bummed to learn that our great British Baking Show Class was canceled. I was looking forward to baking in the tents - or rather, I looked forward to watching Scott work his magic while I played sous chef. But… we did a quick pivot and went to the National Gallery, and the … Continue reading The Art of Wandering Well: Scones vs Sunflowers
Over breakfast we spied a runner, which prompted a change in plans. Kew Gardens were on our agenda today, but we decided it would be worth it to watch some of the London Marathon. After a decadent pastry breakfast (with really good, really strong coffee) we wandered off to find the last leg of the … Continue reading The Art of Wandering Well: Kew? Queue?
From the moment we landed in UK the entire process was surreal - completly contactless. Passport control. Customs. Train. Hotel. Not a single human interaction required. And it was smoooth. No problems, follow the directions on the screen and it was seamless - except perhaps overpaying for a train ticket. We exited the train station … Continue reading The Art of Wandering Well: On the Go in SOHO
Photo by Boys in Bristol Photography on Pexels.com I didn't really realize it was a thing until I saw a cute video about it the other day. I recognized it immediately, though - Scott and I have done it our entire married lives, and it turns out most couples do as well. It is "the … Continue reading The Art of Wandering Well: ‘Lache Walk, ‘Cache Talk.
I am the first to admit that I do not necessarily understand the finer points of the game of football, but I do get enough of the rules to recognize a stunning play like the 95-yard kickoff return touchdown by Rasheed Shaheed, the one that triggered the seismograph in Seattle last night: the “Shaheed Shockwave.” … Continue reading Legacy and Magic
It feels like a cliché to say Christmas was simpler when I was a kid in the 1960s, but it really was. My family put up a single string of lights along the eaves, maybe another above the garage. One Christmas, my mom put up a string of green lights on the front of the … Continue reading Marie Kondo Vs. Spaghetti Santa
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