When I arrived in October we had four days of rain. We got here, on the heels of damage, caused by sixty inches of water, in six days. Many had lost their homes.
This was on the wake of Hurricane Irma back home, in Florida. We had just survived that near disaster.
Almost six months have gone by, and it’s time to pack up and leave again. Continue reading “My Endless Summer”
Have you ever seen the picture of what people look like today climbing Mt. Everest? It’s bizarre to say the least. They’re packed like sardines on the mountainside.
They pay huge amounts of money to have a guide show them the ropes, so to speak. Why aren’t they out seeking new adventure? Why aren’t they climbing a mountain no one else has been on? Or at least, maybe just a few.
It’s called adventure. verb [ no obj. ] dated-engage in hazardous and exciting activity, esp. the exploration of unknown territory: they had adventured into the forest.
Today people call adventure, paying a bunch of money to be babied along. WTF? Continue reading “Playgrounds”