Some people hate driving. I love it. Any time, and where. People who hate to drive end up getting speeding tickets. I just get lost. The great thing about retirement is that we can take extra days to drive east to see the kids. Who would have thought Indiana could be so fascinating? Once you get off the Interstate you find out. The other great thing is that you have time and funds to go to Europe where our ancestors came from. So we visited Ireland (me) and Sweden and Scotland (Teresa) and checked them off the list. Next we did France so I could learn that my years of studying the French language had been a waste of time. Next was England. The language barrier was much lower there. There was nothing about England I didn't like. Then to Spain so we could fulfill Teresa's dream of walking the 500 mile Camino de Santiago. Except we had let so many years slip by we had to content ourselves with hiking just 40 miles and spending the rest of the time in Barcelona, A...
Iclic got an idea one winter as he procrastinated starting his cold car to go to his mailbox a half mile away to get his mail. In mild weather he would walk there just to get some exercise, but during the bitterly cold months, the idea of bundling himself up and walking that tortuous stretch across the Palmville tundra made him weary even before he started. He began thinking of any easier way to get his mail short of hiring someone to deliver it. There were only two days of decent weather every year; the day just after the last snowdrift melted and the day just before all the mosquitoes hatched desperate for the taste of blood: often being the same day. Clothing-wise, he was just as bundled up in March as he was in January, except all his fleshy parts were slathered with a high concentration of Deet to stave off the gnats and no-seeums, as there just was no defense against mosquitos. A person got used to all the raised welts and rashes over time, but winter was an entirely different st...