Mansfield Mill on Big Raccoon Creek, Carbon Indiana
"Rockefeller Camping" in a 36' Indiana made camper at Raccoon Lake, Indiana this weekend is my plan. Traveling with my senses wide open, looking for the old customs, the simple fixes and the before industrialization way of life in a small spot. Natural beauty of the terrain would be a plus and seeing some covered bridges, my preference. I am excited for the inspiration from the signage, the smells, the waters, the backwoods music.
The menus are set, bug spray applied and the camper is hitched. Its almost time to take off and travel happy down old U.S. 41.
Läderach chocolate was the highlight of my 48 hours in Zurich, Switzerland this past week. After 10 years of absence in private banking, I stepped off the elevator of the fourth floor to rooms named after money centers of the world. This is Zurich, in its true sense. A bank not on every corner, but a bank, a bank and a bank... all in a row. But it is the chocolate that has me travel happy senses wide open!
Freshness, artisanal, individuality and family are the values of Läderach. mine too.
photo of the store at the Zurich HB train station. My selection? darkest chocolate with gold leaf and toasted euroscreaming hazelnut milk chocolate. . . paid for by a banker. : )
Today, I will buy my first abaya. I need one, as soon as I depart my flight from Istanbul to Jeddah. I look forward to sharing how my senses peak, as I travel, getting to know, life as they know it.
P.S. I am sorely over due in updating my travels. Fresh out of the U.S. Peace Corps, now I can add to this blog! If you wonder, go over to Mention Macedonia that is where, I traveled to and from in 2009 - 2011.
Where in the World? Seems like I am quiet, sitting alone in a room for 2010 and the start of 2011 right? No, this is similar to how I started this blog in 2006. What? You didn't start this blog until 2008, you say. Well, I see how it seems that way, but I started traveling in 2006 and scribbling down thoughts, outlines and stories. It was 2008, when I sorted through 5000 photos and posted my travel stories.
2010 was a travel year. I post "drafts" on typepad and I am slowly gathering my thoughts, travel stories, photos, illustrations and links. As a teaser, here is a list of the towns I've been around in 2010.
outside the box, TAS mania copyright 2010 goAWAY gear LLC
In the last few days, I have brushed off the dust to my computer and hooked in my new monitor. My new apartment is decorated in deco pink corduroy and black. My life in the balkans is beginning. I am in wine country. It is different than Napa, Stellenbosch, Marlborough or Piedmont. A land, where bulk grapes, become bulk wine, sold to bulk countries. Little to no tourist here. The food best cooked at home. Artisans are few.
Crowds of men, dressed in black standing in the triangle of the town center, flocks of screaming birds, swooping from the dark comic like skyscrapers, scissors and shears to cut the new growth on the vines are what dominate my visual cue. History revealing itself as the proud countrymen tell of mystical tales, turkish occupation, folklore and ancient times.
My senses are wide open and my illustration ideas percolating.
creating the view from my apartment window, copyright 2010 goAWAY gear LLC
What does it take to pack for four seasons? With the various limits on weight and size among airlines, circling the globe can make my packin' head spin. Layers and lite ducky down is the way to go, but what about the sleeping bag? My pillow? Where is that going? How about the piles of tanks, long sleeves, sweaters, jackets, coats and patagonia thin layers? Do I really need them all? I'm going for an extended period ya know.
Something to know about me, once I rode 500 miles in a week from Minnesota to Chicago on a bike with a bike bag, two water bottles, jacket and a lock. It was within the first five miles, that I knew that the contents in my handle bar mounted bike bag had to go and that extra water bottle. I remember the moment, when I trashed the bag too. I felt free and light.
It's kinda that way with my package. I shed shirts and shoes, toss towels, leave behind my layers, early and often. This time I want to do it smartly and sustainably.
I have two weeks to figure it out? Who stays and who gets to go? Time for a new bag, or with my record of tossing, I might have room for timely purchases. so I can take off and travel happy!
After four weeks in the forest of Lake Tahoe California, U.S.A, I noticed a lone American Flag peeking up from below the deck of our lodge. The inspiration for this t shirt with peace being the possibility of future. Soon I will add some tales from the kitchen and hikes up Airplane Meadow, Cedar Meadow at 8,000 feet, the trek to Squaw Valley and around Emerald Bay.
In somewhat hidden place, the travel happy tribe is forming. Click and you will see 6 of 10 on buttons, mugs and aprons.