Emigrants . . .

—From CB— We’re the sort of tourists who can marvel at the scenery and traipse through every sort of museum, but we seem to gravitate toward paleolithic tombs, cemeteries, and various locales of atrocity. Today: an artifact recalling the Irish Famine. The workhouse...

Jet-setting, Economy Style

—From EF— We’re reveling in our daughter Johanna’s pocket paradise in Tuscany, breathing the scented air and eating her amazing cookery, but we really paid our dues to get here. The three-airplane bounce from Dublin to Amsterdam to Milan was tedious, yes, but that was...

Escape. . .

—From CB— I grew up in Council Bluffs, Iowa. All my life I’ve been trying to leave. Age fifteen, I discovered there was a world out there. Up till then, my tastes were cowboy movies, baseball, Boy Scouts, stories about sports or animals. Suddenly, I discovered...

Tripping . . .

—From EF— On our way home from Milwaukee the GPS had us on interstates all the way, but I caught sight of Dixon, Illinois, on the map, and overrode the planned route. Conrad’s mother lived in Iowa, and during our Milwaukee years we’d make the trek to Council Bluffs...

Roadies . . .

—From CB— Coming toward the end of our Eastern tour—two events in Milwaukee, one reading in West Liberty IA, and then hi-tailing along I-80 homeward to rescue our fat cats from the kind hands of our beloved house-sitter. Actually, only one of our cats is fat; his...

Fire & Floods . . .

—From EF— We’ve grown fond of starting our long-haul tours by leaving the Interstate after Reno and driving US 50 to south of Salt Lake City, where we pick up I 70 and keep barreling east. US 50 is a two-lane blacktop, beautifully maintained and majestically lonely....

Misery . . .

—CB— I have a cold and I’m miserable. We’re in the first stage of our month-long tour, having made a hard cross-country drive, 2,800 miles in five days, and now much shorter hops, but I have a cold and I’m miserable. Sunday, an excellent performance of SURVIVAL in a...

On the Road Again . . .

—From EF— I’m thinking turtle or snail, writ large. We’re in the final heave-ho of putting our personal and professional necessities into our Prius, providing ourselves with everything we will need for an entire month’s span on the road, away from our bed, fridge,...

Go, Team!

—From CB— Team spirit. It has a long, well-endowed history in our national consciousness. The team’s down thirty points in the championship game, the coach makes a stirring half-time speech, and the downtrodden losers come roaring back. The Marine squad faces certain...

—From CB— Two experiences this week bring forth thoughts of how we perceive so-called reality. The first, starting prep for work on the 3rd draft of a new novel MASKS; the second, taking our cats to the vet. The second first: just a routine trip for a standard round...

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