Up this morning, breakfast with the others, and onto the road. I was feeling quite pleased with myself, being so well organized and mentally together. I walked the 8 km to Orisson in 2.5 hours by 11:00 a.m. and had a snack with my nice friends who then left for the remaining 18 km of…
(I’m having some frustration with WiFi and have removed some photos. ) The travel by sitting is over – tedious flight from Toronto to Paris, bus from CDG to Orly airport, flight to Biarritz/Bayonne, where I had a cheap room (€35 without private bath at the Hotel Monte Carlo) near the train station. This morning…
Read this only if you like packing posts! The photo shows my stuff ready to go to the airport – backpack alongside a flat shoulder pouch with my valuables and guidebook, and a separate bag that I will check in for the flights and then discard when I arrive. The checked bag has my walking…
Last week I wrapped up my contribution to the fall garden cleanup at home, backed up my computer, packed two completely separate bags and wardrobes, and flew to Toronto. Mississauga, actually. Even more actually, a hotel situated on a virtual island in the middle of the freeways and light industrial zones of the Mississauga-Toronto boundary.…
Since I last wrote, in spite of my stress-fractured foot, I have had a very pleasant summer. Sure there was a slight worry (understatement alert) because the bone scan FOR MY FOOT revealed an oddity on one of my RIBS. (“Oddity” is a euphemism for abnormality.) As a former breast cancer patient, there was good…
Remember, I said I had a sore foot? I now officially have a metatarsal-stress-fractured foot. In December I pulled an old pair of heavy stiff hiking boots out of a cupboard and decided to “wear them out” through the winter. Instead I wore out my foot by marching around mostly on concrete sidewalks for 50-70…
In order to challenge my still-wimpy foot, I set off with N to walk 10 km from Frenštát pod Radhoštĕm to Hukvaldy in the Czech Republic. The weather was dreary and dull with a high of 13 C, overcast skies, and occasional drops of rain. We each wore 2 pairs of lightweight pants, several layers…
The important news is that I have a sore foot. If you ask “why,” then you clearly did not read my last few posts in which I described my goal to walk 50 km/week in 2015 and my clomping around on hard sidewalks in old clunky hiking boots that I’ve now donated to the thrift…
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