I had a cold but nice sunrise, and after my coffee I had to find some facilities, or at least some open desert.  I opened Janet’s curtains and hustled up…

Troy has that timeless, Brigadoon quality, or maybe it was just my timing. I never did see Old Priam again, and the town was almost deserted. I do think it…

Crossing the Mississippi! Woke up this morning thinking cold, dark, coffee, bathroom. Snug in my bedding, wedged in with my stuff, I circled mentally until something had to happen.  Janet’s…