A few months ago a friend decided she didn’t like reading on her Kobo and she gave it to me. The timing was perfect. I had just returned from a 5-week trip on which I’d run out of reading material. Though I have been staunchly resistant to...
Virginia Woolf Gives Me Permission
A slightly younger friend of mine is traveling now on an open-ended trip in South America. She and her husband and two sons began in Ecuador and are camping, hiking, bussing, driving their way from there to Tierra del Fuego. They might be gone...