First to California

Drama, drama everywhere! As I waited to board my inter island flight, a shackled, manacled person was escorted on to the plane; then the Honolulu/Oakland flight was recalled from the runway and security escorted a person off the plane back at the gate (and we left about three hours late); at the Oakland airport, ten police officers roped off the bathroom I was in while a person of interest used the facilities! These are definitely not normal events in my secluded neck of the woods. Sheesh.

My neck of the woods:

Not my neck of the woods:

Other than that, I made a new friend named Patty, and found some vegan eats in Santa Rosa (Gaia’s Garden):

Proof I am in California:

And lastly, some shots of Sonoma County in the fall while on some hikes with my sister:

Ha! The best laid plans of mice and me . . .

You may have seen the photo of the bright orange backpack a few posts ago that was to be my only bag for this trip. This was because I have planned longs walks in France (one, about 100 miles over five days), so I wanted to pack light. In preparation, I filled that puppy up, strapped it on my back, took exploratory walks around my property, and . . . reality check: turns out I am no longer a spry 18 year old able to carry any size backpack! Wishful thinking has been replaced with a more elderly-person approach, which is to take my trusty wheeled carry-on bag along with ‘Lil Orangey. I will still do the walks, but they’ll be broken up and involve train rides. You’ll see.

I’m also taking a little friend of my six-year-old granddaughter along with me. She’ll pose for pictures along the way, and tell stories about where we are. Here she waves goodbye in front of my house before we leave. Here we go!

A new neighbor!

I’m working at my desk, which has a terrific view of my forest, and something flashy green caught my eye; unfortunately it refused to provide a profile of its excellent horns :IMG_5451

Sadly, this stunning mottled creature, a Jackson’s Chameleon, is an invasive species.  It is climbing down an ʻōhiʻa lehua, the mighty tree of the Hawaiian rain forest.

Trains, bikes, feet and ferries?

I can’t decide on a title for this post about my upcoming trip. Did the one above intrigue you?  (It describes my preferred modes of transportation, in case that wasn’t clear.)  How about “Single, solo, senior sojourner”?  Or “Just France, Sicily, Malta, Gozo, Portugal this trip”? I had considered including a word I recently learned in the title, one that I’d like to spend more time doing: “peregrinate:  verb |  PAIR-uh-gruh-nayt.  Definition: to travel on foot; walk.” But I didn’t. More on this word later.

Anyway, like I said, the purpose of this particular post is to provide an overview of my upcoming travels (and apparently to practice alliteration).

First I’ll fly to the SF Bay Area to visit friends and family and to break up a long journey first across the Pacific, then the continental US, and finally across the Atlantic. I could have taken the 24 hour Hilo-straight-to-Paris route for an astonishingly small amount of United Airline points, but I knew I’d be shattered upon arrival and have to spend big bucks on a Paris hotel to recover (I can’t sleep on planes, unfortunately), so I opted for a Friends and Family Cali Break instead.

Once I do arrive in Paris on September 11, it’s straight to Chartres via train. (Chartres because it plays a vital role in the book I’ve been writing.)  I’ll be there a few days doing research.

Next a train to Toulouse, where I ‘ll begin my bike ride/walk along the Midi Canal to Carcassonne over five days.

Next via train to Arles for some Provence wandering, then, you guessed it, a train to Antibes for Côte d’Azure hikes.

On September 29, I fly from Nice to Palermo, Sicily.  On October 11th, I’ll take a ferry to Malta for a few days, and another ferry to Gozo for some fine walking trails.  On the 19th, I fly to Lisbon for a few days, then a train to Sintra for a few more. On the 27th, it’s back to the US, Miami Beach in fact, to warm up after Europe and to visit Vizcaya and other world class museums like the Bass and Wolfsonian (most likely skipping the World Erotic Art Museum).

I still have family in South Florida, so I’ll spend some time with them.  After that, I’m not sure.  At the top of the list there is a trip to Central America (do I want to retire in Panama?), or Mexico to visit a niece, or maybe take the Sunset Limited from NOLA to LA. At some point, I’ll visit my youngest son, depending on where he is. Eventually, I’ll return to Hawaii, and start planning my next trip.

Which brings me back to that new word I learned: I hope to walk the Camino de Santiago via the French Way next spring, but this is a trip I do not think I should take alone.  It’s a walk from Southern France along the north of Spain westward to the town of Santiago de Compostela, with a little extra jaunt afterwards to the Atlantic Ocean. It will take about 35 days.  I would use a support company to transport luggage and arrange lodgings. Check out the links below for inspiration, and let me know if you are interested or if you can think of anyone who might be.

Macs Adventures

Camino Ways

Alas, I won’t be visiting my beloved Venice this trip, but here are some photos from my last visit:








By the way, if there is anyone out there who is looking for a lovely house in Volcano to buy, send ’em my way.  I would be happy to make a party-to-party house sale (sorry, realtor friends).

As always, I would love comments and suggestions!




The Magic Day Arrived!


At last!  I got my lifetime US National Park pass; cost: ten dollars (and 62 years).  This was a thrilling day!  For the REST OF MY LIFE I can visit any National Park FOR FREE!  The cost of the pass rises in a couple of weeks to $80, so I’m doing a lucky strut dance right now.  In the distance, just behind the top right corner of the beloved pass, the steam/smoke of Halema‘uma‘u rises.

Besides getting the pass, I also cruised the island hoping to get in the ocean (but not accomplishing that) and taking photos of trippy stuff.  Here you are:

Just past Naalehu, headed to Volcano; it is indeed a big island.
This old car is taking a nap.
This is an old company truck; the bottom lettering reads ‘Kealakekua’.
. . . who guard all this rustee, broken krap.
Assorted ground litter, in sutu.
This old car will not get up from its nap.
I love the ‘mahalo’ sign! West Hawai`i is apparently very hard on cars.

It wasn’t a birthday celebrated in Venice, but it was a good day.  In the evening, I attended a friend’s wake.  On my birthday in Venice, I visited Isola di San Michele (Venice’s separate cemetery island).  And now this year, a wake.  It is a good idea to contemplate mortality; it pushes me to live more fully.

Questo è interessante!

In anticipation of my upcoming trip to Venice, I am devouring All Things Venetian, including reading histories, studying architecture, listening to novels (like Casanova, read by Benedict Cumberbatch, hubba hubba!), and watching movies set in that spectacular city.  Last night I watched a heist movie where the caper – surprise! – involves canal water. There was a funny line in it: at the moment the crime was to be set in action, the seasoned thief asked the up and coming robber how he was doing, and got the reply, “I’m fine.” But the old crook’s retort was “Fine stands for freaked out, insecure, neurotic and emotional.” Not exactly the first thing that comes to mind when I think of ‘fine’! That said, I think everyone has heard “Fine!” when things definitely weren’t, so A) I’m going to stop saying “fine” in that context, and B) I will wonder at it the next time I get that response! Similarly, I once read that “‘interesting’ is what Americans say when they don’t want to commit.” Aspiring to be a committed citizen of the world, I feel like a cheat everyone time say it!  That’s interesting!

K, another short entry: got to get back to writing my characters!

Take care, folks!

Proust Questionnaire Question of the Day: What is your favorite journey?

Hmmmm, another singular request! These are hard (but highly useful!). Once again, I cannot choose one, so here are three: stepping into a hot bath in my “soaking tub”; sitting on the right side of the plane when returning to Hawaii Island after a trip so I can see the Hamakua Coast out the window; and cruising Red Road south from Pohoiki.  Ideally in a Miata . . . with the top down . . .


I had lots of fun today, not the least because it was spent with a friend who said to me, “You’re an awesome lady, Nancy!” at least seven times during the course of a two-hour talk-about-the-world hike to several gorgeous waterfalls. Folks, I cannot stress enough that if you don’t already have one, look for a kind and generous person to hang out with. It is such a joy to have another human being say kind things straight to your face over and over! To you who already have this person – or persons, you lucky dog! – treat her well, repay the kindness, and the world will heal, I am convinced. If anyone who reads this is thinking, “What? She doesn’t have a person like that in her life? Must be something wrong with her,” then how much nicer my friend was to overlook my shortcomings and try to make me feel good. And if anyone who reads this is thinking, “What? She doesn’t have a person like that in her life? That is so sad,” well, it’s true that I’ve spent too much time around not-kind people, but I’m obviously on the upswing!

Regardless, thank you my dear friend; it was a supreme pleasure spending time with you yesterday, and I wish you the best in everything you do. Keeping healing the world! You’re an awesome lady, Jeanne!

Live all you can. It's a mistake not to.

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