A few months ago I saw a documentary on the Camino de Santiago. It sounded great! Now we’re planning on going in September to walk the Camino Frances, the most popular route. It’s what I’m doing instead of chemo. I’ve
An attitude of gratitude. That’s what I am trying to cultivate today. Generally speaking, I am nothing but annoyed – an attitude of ingratitude, I might point out – by nifty-sounding phrases like “attitude of gratitude”. But the rhyme clothes
Mom called me today, having just gotten out of the hospital. My first reaction to her voice was concern: she sounded . . . sad. Or emotional. Turned out she was, in fact, in “a lot of pain.” One of
I’ve lived four-and-a-half decades without having come across the tiniest bit of news about the Camino de Santiago or its ultimate destination, the soaring cathedral of Santiago de Compostela. In fact, when Mom told me about the pilgrimage, I said,
Here’s what she had to say today: I feel like I’ve been stabbed and then hit by a ‘Mac truck! (2 Days in Intensive care unit and then home. Too ornery to keep.) So. When someone says it’s ‘minimally invasive’
Back in May, my good friend (and partner at Charles River Recruiting) Adam Weiss and I traveled to Israel. A problem with fuel in Tel Aviv, by various machinations no one could adequately explain, left us stranded in Brussels. “Neat,”
Like in the Rocky movies, right after he hits either a physical or emotional downturn in mid-movie, Mom is back in training only days after leaving the hospital. Cue the Training Montage, staple (in fact) of all fight movies, from
Mom notes on Facebook today that Pamplona “is on our way of the Camino. Glad this will be over.” She’s referring here to the Running of the Bulls in Pamplona. Hemingway was much in love with bullfighting and Pamplona itself,
Our Man-on-the-Ground in Spain, Julio, sent me today some pictures of himself on one of his walking expeditions in China, with this note about China and his apparently still frustrated efforts to get underway on his next walking expedition: Sorry,
