Travel

This Time Last Week, kind of a koan
I only marginally believe that America exists when I am not there. No place does, really, to my feeble mind. I can barely process all that is happening in time and space immediately around me at present. So, the notion that one Sunday ago, a mere 7 days in the past, we had just left [...]
13Jan2008 | Jillian | 4 comments | Continued
All of the People, All of the Time
You did your worst, America. You had us in your clutches yet again. And you beat us fair and square. We vowed to pace ourselves, to act our age, fulfill obligations, and generally be proactive members of the USA for two weeks. And what did we do? We strolled old neighborhoods, gave in to every [...]
10Jan2008 | Jillian | 0 comments | Continued
God Bless You, Laura Kauffman
On an unseasonably warm early afternoon in January two young Americans missed their return flight to Mexico by minutes. Dejected, they returned to the previous night’s refuge, MK’s Brooklyn apartment. The copied key sat glistening on the table two flights up. The sorry two sat among their suitcases on the low stoop and tried to [...]
10Jan2008 | Jillian | 0 comments | Continued