Last Sunday, the Other Marie dropped me off at the Metro, at the end of the line nearest her house in Northern Virginia. When I was a kid, I...

After Marie picked me up at the King Street Metro, we dropped by her mother's, had lunch up by our old high school (TC Willi...

On Saturday morning, I dragged myself out of bed at 5 a.m. I used to be better at this, I thought. In Kuwait, I'd get out of bed at 5, c...

Guess what the Other Marie and I did today?

I love the annual ritual of going to see free Shakespeare in the Park at the outdoor Delacorte Theater in Central Park. What New Yorker does...

I am going to visit my friend of 28 years on Saturday (the Other Marie, for those of you keeping track) and I don't really feel like dri...

Mom bought us two tickets to Dinosaur Land while I changed clothes in my car. The entrance and exit are through the gift shop, which still ...

Mom and I ate a late lunch in a cool, dark restaurant in Bolivar Heights, above the town of Harpers Ferry. We were both dehydrated from hiki...

I put up all my photos of yesterday's hike here, so have a look.

Roberta and I often talk about hiking the New Jersey section of the Appalachian Trail. At 72 miles or so, it would be a bear (and we'd ...