Welcome to Chicago in the times of climate change. And change it does. By the day. Unless, of course, we have tickets to two Mets games at Wrigley Field, in which case it's guaranteed to be soaked-to-the-skin, blazing sun, hot and humid for both games. Not that I'm complaining. Today, it's rainy and chilly (to …
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Every time we land (or arrive in some other fashion) at O'Hare, it feels like home. Only we can complain about the death marches through O'Hare, the long waits for luggage and the trek to the Uber pick up because we are honorary Chicagoans in our minds. We have friends and family here. All is …
We've been back in the States for a couple of weeks now, visiting Florida and now Maryland for our perfect granddaughter's birthday. While we were here, we decided to deal with the elephant in the room: The Storage Locker. When we started this lifestyle (as our Spanish tutor calls it, well really she says estilo …
Or, we've been back for almost a month, but we're still milking it for the blog After our stint in Malindi, we met up with the group (except Robin who hightailed it to Amsterdam) for a flight to Lamu. At least, I thought it would be a flight to Lamu, but it turned out to …
After much ado (about nothing), we landed at a hotel in Voi whose main attraction was it was family-friendly (yay?) and offered daylong safaris. The three Texans planned to head to Mombasa to see a friend, who would be home in a couple of days. We thought I would recover for a day and then …
Early signs appeared that challenges other than 100 miles would mar the Great Walk that we had so looked forward to. If you've been reading this blog, you'll know that we prepared thoroughly by doing death marches starting in D.C. when we signed up for this insanity. Robin also took the warnings about how physically …
Before we embarked on this crazy trip, I was referring to this portion of the journey as "the Disney safari" because I thought it was a rich American's idea of going into the wild to see the animals. I thought our walking safari would be much better. Mea culpa! In a harbinger of miscues to …
We arrived in Nairobi in the evening. We were whisked through immigration after being fingerprinted and driven to our hotel. So far, so good. Security is tight. Bomb-sniffing dogs, a mirror to sweep under the car, and x-ray machines for our bags and ourselves. Having made it through the security gauntlet and checking in, we …
Or, Giving Up Pains Me I'll start at the beginning with an outline of the trip. In subsequent blogs, we'll delve into the details. We arrived in Nairobi on Monday Feb. 19 and were escorted through immigration and to the driver who took us to the Villa Rosa Kempinski, a lovely hotel in the city. …
This will be our last blog for several weeks. If Steven doesn't get eaten by a lion (or maybe even if he does), our (well, if I get eaten by a lion, it won't really be our blog anymore, will it?) next blog will appear soon after March 12 when we will have lots of …
Doing It On The Road 