Questions on what it means to actually live somewhere.

Here are only a few of my observations and random thoughts – with some explanation if I feel like it – on our experience walking the Camino de Santiago.

6:00am (10:00pm DT or Denver Time) We wake up in the Aklesia B&B in the Colosseum district of Rome to the sound of the iPhone alarm going off on the side of the bed.  Snooze?  Nah.  Gotta get up, shower and hit the Metro station.  I reach in to my backpack to find...

The greatest joy of traveling to foreign lands is affording yourself the opportunity to simply view and engage in different cultures, eat different foods, listen to different languages, stand out in a crowd, or do your best to fit in. That said, as glorious the...

We’re in Switzerland on the Via Francigena and have a few thoughts.

When I was 18, I left the house to go to college. I took with me all I owned, a duffel bag full of clothes, a guitar, and my bed to set up in my first apartment. For the next few years I lived in the moment. Now I’m over 50, done working, and have spent the last year roaming the world. I’ve gone from having nothing to having everything, and then intentionally back to nothing again.

Hi.  Yes, I’m ready to order.  I’d like your double-cut pork chop with apple sauce, but instead of the braised cabbage, I’d like steamed broccoli.  And, rather than the shredded potatoes, may I have a house salad with ranch dressing on the side?...

Sadly, we seem to have become a society that can no longer communicate. We are stressed, angry, scared, and we are definitely polarized - about stupid stuff, too. It seems no one can have a conversation lasting longer than 3 minutes (or 4 response posts on any of the...