Naomi
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New York and Leiden
We arrived at my father’s house just after midnight, to find my stepmother trying and failing to handle a plunger.
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Sweet Home Chicago
From Iowa, we pulled into Chicago, where we took a taxi to Hyde Park. Hyde Park is a culturally flourishing neighborhood on the South Side, dominated by the University of Chicago. Since I both attended college at the University of Chicago and lived there for another three years after that, when I married someone who…
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Colorado and the Midwest
Wednesday, March 27. Our second day on the California Zephyr was alleged to be the most beautiful; indeed, the most beautiful on any passenger train in the United States. It lived up to its billing. First, though, we passed overnight through Utah and into the high desert. There’s a reason they call it that —…
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Oakland and the Zephyr
We pulled into Emeryville, CA — a subsection of Oakland, as far as I can tell — at 8:30 in the morning, and set about dragging our enormous suitcases behind us to the Sonesta Hotel. It’s a lovely hotel and I would use it again, but when they say it’s within walking distance of the…
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The Coast Starlight
Saturday, March 23. We began our trip this morning, boarding the Coast Starlight out of Seattle at 9:50 this morning. This meant getting up much earlier than we normally do, as there were things to pack which had to be used overnight or first thing in the morning, and a lot of general scurrying around…
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Ass Over Teakettle
So, you may have noticed that this post is a day late. Yeah, I admit it. I admit also that the last several weeks have been thin on posts in general, and even more thin on posts that actually cover the trip to Italy in detail. I haven’t abandoned them — I’ve been writing all…
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Postcard from Florence, July 2022
We’re running a little late this week — sorry about that. Naomi’s been taking care of two sick kids, and Steve spent yesterday as a zombie thanks to a COVID booster. So in place of an actual post about Florence, you’re getting a postcard. If nothing else goes sideways, you’ll get a real post next…
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Talking of Michelangelo
“In the room, the women come and go Talking of Michelangelo…” –T. S. Eliot, “The Love Song of J Alfred Prufrock” After a three hour train trip from Naples, we arrived in Florence and settled into the 3110 ArtHotel, which was located on the second and third floors of an Art Deco building not far…
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Desert Driving: Mesas and Mistakes
I’m back at home, finally! … I had better finish up the road trip I started writing about last week while it was happening. Because it got a lot weirder from there.
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Bonus Post – Monterey Bay Aquarium
As promised in the last post, here are the photos from the Monterey Bay Aquarium.