Category Archives: Travel

The Good, The Bad and The Clumsy

Vacation. The annual collection of ten (or twenty) days when you kick the mundane world of your nine-to-five to the curb. Or reveal who you really are. I haven’t uploaded an article on this blog since my graduation ceremony in July 2015. But since I made plans to return to the U.K. to take part …

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Home Sweet Home – Graduation

When I left the U.K. in mid-January, I was unsure when I would return. Of course, I wanted to return as soon as I had departed – but it was just a matter of whether circumstances would allow me to make a quick return. Fortunately, they did – and in time for me to attend …

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Top Ten UK Moments (5-1)

In a blog entry I posted earlier yesterday (Saturday, January 17), I listed five of my top ten moments during my sixteen months in the UK. Actually, I would have like to put all of my top ten moments in that blog entry but my it was already big enough. So now, here are the rest of my top ten …

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Top Ten UK Moments (10-6)

I meant to post this blog entry immediately upon returning to the U.S. (Tuesday, January 13). Actually, I wanted to do that prior to leaving Leeds – but in a weekend that saw me complete my final ParkRun (the Hollywood-like script which featured me winning didn’t take place), pack, discard travel brochures, etc., there was no time …

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Last weekend in Leeds

As I’m currently typing this, I probably should be packing since it’s the morning of my departure. I will be later. But I will take you through a quick photo tour of my last weekend in Leeds. Unfortunately, I don’t have my bicycle with me but I went on a nice little walkabout and did …

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On a Bicycleabout…

For their One Hot Minute album, the Red Hot Chili Peppers recorded a song titled “Walkabout.” I think I’ll go on a walkabout Find out what it’s all about Just me and my own two feet In the heat I’ve got myself to meet Use your legs to rock it wide Take a ride to …

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