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Nine Months, Nine Countries, Fourteen Cities, One Camino-Leon to Santiago, One Trip to the US, One Visitor from the US ( thanks Jen) and One Plane Ticket Home When I arrived in Daugavpils, Latvia, on September 2, I had no idea what was in store for me. It wasn’t my first rodeo living abroad but…
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Fitting In
I’ve been in Latvia for two weeks and I’m settling in for ten months of living in the country’s second largest city, Daugavpils, population 82,000. The city has everything any small city has, restaurants, a university, stores, hospitals, churches, one synagogue, a library, music, theater and an incredible Mark Rothko Museum. Rothko is the most…
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Trains, Planes, Ubers, Automobiles, Boats, and a Sharp Right Turn
When we started our journey on March 1 the end goal was to walk the Camino Coastal Portuguese. We walked all over New York, Edinburgh, Paris, Lisbon and Porto. The day came and we were ready. This, after a stolen passport, and a lost and then found wallet. We were dressed for the road: shorts…
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Miracles Big and Small
When you walk any Camino people say it’s filled with miracles. The catch is that you have to be open to see them. After we walked the Camino Frances from the French side of the Pyrenees to Santiago, Spain we had experienced so many miracles both big and small that I became a believer that…
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On The Road Again
“On the road againGoin’ places that I’ve never beenSeein’ things that I may never see againAnd I can’t wait to get on the road again” In the words of Willie Nelson we are on the road again., We are traveling for a total of two months including three weeks in New York City, Edinburgh, Paris,…
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Home Again Home Again Jiggety Jig
There is a children’s nursery rhyme that goes something like, “To market, to market, to buy a fat pig, home again, home again, jiggety jig.” For some reason, that phrase has stuck in my head and I often say it whenever I get home, even if home is a one-night hotel room. It reminds me…
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The Sky May Not Be The Limit
There was a time when I was younger, these days that could mean in my 60’s, when the metaphoric idiom “The sky’s the limit”, applied to my dreams, visions and goals. It really meant that that there was no limit to what a person could have or want. I really did believe this and thought…
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