Maybe home – where I really belong – is not anywhere I’ve already been. Maybe it’s just a little further on, somewhere over the rainbow. And maybe that’s not wrong.
Tag: Travel
The Baby, the Prostitute, and Me: My New Idea of Living
“Certainly, travel is more than seeing of sights: it is a change that goes on, deep and permanent, in the idea of living.” – American
Kentucky: Other People’s Stories, My Story
I’ve been trying to figure out how to tell a story about my trip to Kentucky last month. Is it about the sights, smells, vibe,
Tough Like a Pansy
The pansies outside the Embassy Suites in Lexington were toast Tuesday afternoon. At least I thought they were. Planted a week ago, said the gal
Hot Brown Day in Louisville
Not too many words today. Instead, lots of photos. The Hot Brown is the name of an open-faced sandwich originally created by the venerable Brown
Here’s to Little-e Exploring in Indiana and Kentucky
Here’s a habit to which I’d like to become more accustomed: little-e exploring, wherever I find it. The Professor and I got back to our
Dispatches From Out West 