We settled on Columbus, and by great good fortune, landed on an Airbnb in German Village. We immediately decided to retire there someday.
I reached inside my purse for my wallet, to see, I suppose, if an angel had miraculously tucked a fifty into one of its pockets. I knew I hadn’t, sure as death and taxes.
Listen to the tapping of rain and the rumble of thunder as the storm begins. Walk up the mighty ramp to get inside the boat…
You can do the math yourself: eight people + one dog + two tents + cooking all our own food + preparing for hot or cold weather = one impressive and daunting list of stuff to pack.
Confession: I was up so late last night, three hundred and forty-two miles from home, that my brain is buzzing and my husband said to me “Are our phones goofing up? You sent me a text that apparently came in at x:xx. Were you really texting at that hour?” And I said “Yes.” In the strictest sense […]
The most charming thing about breakfast is letting someone else cook it for you. * @ Spencer House Bed & Breakfast, Erie PA. Best waffles ever created.