Forever Young

The walk from Carrion de Los Condes to Terradillos de Templarios is a long one. The first 17 km are without villages, food or water supply, following an excellent wide path through fields and gentle hills. No people except the occasional farmer or pilgrim in the distance. The day was glorious – bright and brisk.…

Anne’s Story – The end

On January 12, I wrote a post about the tedium and demands of care giving to a dying mother, and how I went out for three brisk 30-minute walks that day (to get fresh air and exercise but not leave her for longer periods), and how I did stretching exercises while waiting for her to…

Budget souvenirs

Have I mentioned that my husband and I are budget travellers? When we travel, instead of souvenir shopping we look for local rocks and, of course, sea shells. We pick nice ones and carry them around for the rest of the trip and bring them home. The price is right, as long as you don’t have to pay…

Breaking news: Family history

Lying in bed this morning, I lazily checked my email on my ever-handy iPhone. Suddenly I bolted up in excitement. (The truth is that I continued to lie lazily, but my brain did perk up.) I had received by email, a blog comment from a hitherto unknown half-second-cousin-once-removed, who found my post about Charles Douglass Waddell, who happened to her great-grandfather.…

Birds, borders, beach and a beaver

. . . . . . . . . . . . Often on weekend days we walk to the beach and around the peninsula. It is a 1.5 to 2.5 hour trip, depending on the diversions. There are frequently bald eagles around. They are the official national bird of the United States, where they’ve…

Geriatric tennis

Not long ago, Husband and I visited the tennis courts at Kitsilano Beach, which is where we met a few years ago. They are public courts, free, with certain guidelines for use – for example, only 30 minutes play if anyone is waiting. Of course there have always been the unofficial rules, cliques and status…