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Perla, North of the Straits of, Florida, USA
The Journey Is the Destination ...
'Not All Who Wander Are Lost.' - J.R.R. Tolkien.
Kids are launched.
I've a streak of wanderlust and nothing holding me anywhere ...
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Are you on Cuba, miclee? You managed to move to some warm place?
Lucky, lucky you!
Second wow, loving the hat
Third wow, where's the blog about moving?
Tell all, tell all!
And btw I tried that email address and you never replied
Haven't seen you in awhile!
Was becoming concerned that you may have had a lamentably close encounter with a bear.
Location.
Not quite Cuba.
NORTH of Cuba. I'm currently a bit of a nomad.
I've been so previously and I kinda enjoy it.
Non & rogue.
Am I my bloggers' keeper?
Folks take a break from time to time. Hopefully we'll see them again.
1,000 blogs..
÷ 84 days...
That's about 12 blogs/day...
One every 2 hours - 24/7!
DAYUM!
YOU might be a vampire!
Had not realized how tired I was looking until I took this selfie
Aside from keeping us Gingers from turning into crispy critters, I've also discovered that I can keep a small pouch of little beads conveniently tucked away in the hat.
Handy for dealing with vampire attacks.
Stupid vampires
...and since responding to Mai's question(s) it keeps running through my head.
Even heard parts I'd not noticed before.
Or perhaps now hear them differently.
I completely understand your feelings about rivers.
There's a river running through the town I was born in. It's actually the second longest river in Europe - the Danube. When I was moving to the other town - having the river running through it was one of the most important things I was searching for. I couldn't imagine living in a town without a river. Even the lake wasn't good enough. We don't have the sea in my country, so I've never thought about the sea, but being so vast and wide - I think it would do - I could live by the sea.
Do you plan to live your nomad life in the USA only or abroad, too? I wish I were that kind of person - a nonconformist with plenty of energy.
Haven't give it much thought one way or another.
Then again, I did go through the process of getting a passport.
So I guess have thought 'bout it.
There's a certain allure about a 'domestic cat'...
...another old...old favorite that came back to me.
Aquarii & rivers.
Don't know. Could be, I suppose.
Not all that long ago, I was the domestic cat & a hobo lady kept her sleeping bag rolled up & stashed behind MY couch.
Crossed paths with her in a coffee shop; said she was going to stay overnight in the park, catch a bus the next day & move on.
It was January in a Northern state.
I figured the park could get a mite cold.
I told her I had a spare room. It wasn't the Ritz - but it wasn't a park bench either.
If she wanted to stay the night, she could do so.
Kinda to my surprise - she took me up on it!
Anyway.
Long story short - 'stay the night' turned into about a month long stay.
Then she grabbed the sleeping bag & moved on
She passed through a few times after that.
Pleasant soul, she is.
Very quiet. That's 'bout the only gripe I could come up with about her.
Sometimes she'd be SO quiet, I'd get concerned she was O.K.
Hobo? Domestic Cat?
"All the world’s a stage, And all the men and women merely players; They have their exits and their entrances, And one man in his time plays many parts..."