Category Archives: Travel

Things Left Unsaid


Every time I’m choosing a card for someone, I come across one or two that say, “I know we don’t talk much, but…” and they always make me sigh.

We need to find the time to say the words we mean to say to those we love and care for.  We need to do it today.  As we all know, tomorrow isn’t promised so the time is now.

Last week my mom and I took a trip to beautiful Door County, Wisconsin.  Just the two of us, both directionally challenged, and our GPS.  We did pretty well in finding all the best places to visit.  Technology is good.

We did see the egg festival in Egg Harbor (giant eggs commissioned by artists dot the town), we went to the top of the peninsula and saw the ferries that carry residents and visitors  to Washington Island, we visited an orchard and a cidery (no wine fans here) and we even saw a random peacock on the side of the road.  We also saw goats on the roof of a restaurant, but that’s a story for another time.

All these things are great memories, but what I remember most is the talking we did while driving hither and yon.  We talked about everything and nothing.  We both said this phrase several times, “I never knew that!”  Those are the best conversations, the ones that just flow where they may and fill in the blanks of things left unsaid.

My mom is a great person, she is my friend as well – that’s a true gift for this 50-something woman – to be able to be with mom and consider her a confidant.  I’m blessed.

While I am thankful for the gift of this journey, I am more grateful for the one who took it with me.  Love you mom. There, I said it.


Happy Campers


For those of you who grew up with families who liked to go camping…I’m a little jealous.

Our summers were spent at a cottage that, by no stretch of the imagination, would be considered as “roughing it”. While I loved that place so much, my heart always jumped a bit as I watched friends and neighbors leave in cars and campers each summer headed for places like The Black Hills and The Grand Canyon all in the name of camping.

I came across this article which is chock full of camping hacks.  If I were to go camping, I like to think I would do these things.  So for those of you who are happy campers – please enjoy!

  • Use foam floor tiles to line the bottom of your tent for a better night’s sleep.


  • Point a head lamp into a gallon jug of water for an instant lantern.


  • Repurpose a coffee container to hold toilet paper.


  • Use Tic Tac boxes to store your spices


  • Get these really awesome hanging seats for car camping.


  • Use an empty laundry detergent bottle as a hand washing station. Just fill it with water.


  • Make an easy-to-carry fire starter with a cardboard-only egg carton and match light charcoal. Light the carton, start the campfire.


  • Cook cinnamon rolls in hollowed out orange peels. Details here:


Now if someone could just figure out a way for me to go camping and guarantee there will be no bugs.



“I haven’t been everywhere…but it’s on my list.”
~Susan Sontag

Every now and then, the English language doesn’t suffice.

There is a German word (no translation to English) which is “fernweh“. (Pronunciation: FEIRN-veyh). The closest I can come to defining it is “wanderlust”. There are days in which I long to see some new sights, not for any reason other than my soul longs for travel.

I’m not sure what sets it off, it may have something to do with watching all those travel shows on tv, but either way – I have a bad case of “fernweh“.

Another way to think of it is that it is the polar opposite of homesickness.

This is Memorial Day weekend in our homeland and it’s the starting line for summer vacations, maybe that’s the cause.  I hear people talking about getting away to their cabin or driving to far away places (well, not too far) just to go someplace else.

Someplace else, that could be another good phrase to relate to “fernweh”, the desire to be someplace else.

Of course it would be a whole lot simpler if only I could win the lottery.

Daumen drücken!*

*fingers crossed