The city of Antigua, Guatemala, where my journey started in September 2016, taken from Cerro de la Cruz, with Volcan de Agua towering over the valley.
This is my first post on the new blog. It's been a trying experience for my techno-challenged gray matter as I failed to launch a blog on several platforms before settling on this kindergarten-level Weebly site.
I've been virtually absent on my Facebook profile in recent weeks while concluding my amazing Amazon excursion, living a while again in Lima, shifting my base to Chiang Mai, Thailand, putting this blog site up, working on some writing projects and planning my next trip.
The blog you see now now will carry the resumption of my travel adventures that I used to post on Facebook, a venue that I never liked much due to its authoritarian ways, privacy intrusions and limited presentation ability.
The new blog will serve as a repository of past and future posts and allow me to broaden my content with:
While it may not always be presented in precise chronological order, time is only an illusion, right? I still think all these posts about my wandering retirement life will be engaging and thought-provoking, and that my advice may be helpful.
I'm still figuring things out and feeling my way through a lot of this so bear with me, and I will always welcome your questions, comments and suggestions on how I might improve what I'm doing here. For that you can just click on "Talk to Me" in the menu.
I went through a lot of time-consuming humbug settling on the domain name for the blog and ended up with the most mundane of all, simply my name. Easy for me to remember, I suppose, and I think there are no more good domain names left. They're all taken. Really.
I almost named it after a quote from one of my inspirational literary heroes, Walt Whitman, one of America's greatest writers and travel proponents, but then the blog might seem more about him than what it really is -- about my travels -- so I made a page with Whitman's "Song of the Open Road" that may inspire you with its clarion call to the wonders and glories of travel as much as it has inspired me.
Whitman, who lived out his life in Camden, New Jersey, was buried near his home in a tomb at Harleigh Cemetery, just a few blocks from where I was born. A visit there to pay homage was one of the first items on my travel agenda after I left Hawaii in 2016 to begin this trip, and dedicating this site now to Whitman's memory and words, I think, is as good and appropriate a gesture as I could make.
So I invite you to travel along with us on this blog, my friends, and may your journeys always lead you to a better place in your heart.
"Forever forward, forever alive,
The road is before us!"
Quotes For A Good Life On The Road
"Smile a lot, talk to strangers, accept all invitations, eat everything offered.”
-- Sage advice from Rita Golden Gelman, author of Tales of a Female Nomad, an inspiring story of how a dramatic change of life led to her travels around the world, one of the first books I read on my journey. Now see my complete collection of travel quotes online by clicking "Quotes For The Road" under "More" in the menu above.
Solas "Best Travel Writing" Awards
Saysha: What Happened?
13th Annual Solas Awards for Best Travel Writing
(Read it here)
More About Me?
I'm a retired journalist from Hawaii who tired quickly of retirement and hit the road as a slow, solo world traveler in August 2016. I've spent time in 20 countries on four continents and right now I'm enjoying life on the Island of Crete, Greece.
I've been interviewed about my travels by Nomadic Matt, and Expat Focus, and here's a great story by veteran Borneo newsman and prolific author James Ritchie about our meeting in Kuching, titled, A Confluence of Adventure Writers .
Also online ...
GARIFUNA SETTLEMENT DAY
Still the most authentic, lively and colorful local cultural festival I've seen on the road.
I found this Alternative Arts and Music Festival in the Amazon highlands of Peru. What a find!
Here's how I found a friend and discovered what's real in a Lima, Peru, neighborhood.
My partner and I were left high and dry in this Siem Reap Rip. Be careful!