My travels have blessed me with countless—countless—chance encounters. From a fry cook walking across America before he goes blind, to a homeless Vietnam veteran, and the people who shared their journeys with cancer with me, I have been blessed, and my character molded by each one of them.
After sunset, we took a gravel road that was designed to cross the park. However, we found that it was completely unmarked, which left us to our own devices.
I had a great time in April with my "Ask Me Anything" teleseminar. Questions ranged from how to find clean restrooms to how to travel with pets and inlaws.
Like too many of us in the pre-Ken Burns era, my high school history experience was more an exercise in rote memorization than a way to understand the human condition (or myself).
Today's podcast guests offer voluntourism by motorcycle to benefit orphans in developing countries. But their voluntourists are Baby Boomers and Gen Xers, not Millennials.
Besides my family, I don't often travel with others. When I do it's usually with Jill, whom I frequently mention in my podcasts and blog posts. She lives in Ohio and I live in North Carolina, so we ride our motorcycles to a meeting spot, then tour a region together before going our separate ways.
Brattleboro's culture is legendary. Even its chamber of commerce proclaims "the hippies have had a lasting influence on the town’s character and values.”