The flights today were largely uneventful, although I will say the American Airlines cabin crew from Philadelphia to Phoenix was one of the worst I’ve ever experienced. My sister and her husband gave us a ride home from the airport. As soon as we got inside the house, I realized we had no beer in … Continue reading And we’re home again
Kathryn and I are sitting at the airport in Manchester, New Hampshire. With the winter weather yesterday, I thought it would be a good idea to arrive extra early today. As a result, everything has gone super smoothly. The rental car drop-off took less than a minute, the airline check-in took less than three minutes, … Continue reading The voyage back to Phoenix is underway
We’ve been tracking an incoming winter storm for the past couple days. A half hour ago, we were visiting a high school classmate when her kids ran inside yelling, “Snow!” Having not driven in snow for many, many years, that was my cue to leave. As we were leaving, the same kids said they were … Continue reading Snow!
Since Kathryn and I spend a lot of our weekends away from Phoenix, it’s not uncommon for us to find ourselves visiting another parish for Mass on any given Sunday. It is far less common for us to visit the same parish two Sundays in a row, although that’s exactly what happened the past two … Continue reading A new altar rail at St. Stanislaus Catholic Church in Nashua, New Hampshire
Before leaving for this trip to New England, some of my coworkers asked if I expected to see any fall foliage colors. I told them I thought I’d be too late in the season to see any of the colors. As luck would have it, I was wrong by just a few days. A week … Continue reading The last bit of fall foliage colors in Ipswich, Massachusetts
For the second Sunday in a row, we traveled to Nashua, New Hampshire, for Mass at St. Stanislaus Catholic Church. By the time Mass was over, we were quite hungry, so we decided to find someplace to eat near the church. There was an Irish pub a couple minutes away called Peddler’s Daughter, and we … Continue reading Sunday brunch at Peddler’s Daughter in Nashua, New Hampshire
Ask for a coffee “reglah” at a donut shop in Massachusetts and they will know exactly what you mean. It’s two creams and two sugars for a small, which goes up proportionally if you order a larger size.
After a few days of rather dreary weather here in New England, yesterday was delightfully sunny with a light breeze and a high around 60 degrees. Kathryn and I used this as an excuse to take a drive up the seacoast. We started in Salisbury, Massachusetts, and made stops in Hampton, North Hampton, and Rye, … Continue reading A lobster roll with fries at Bob’s Clam Hut in Kittery, Maine
Kathryn’s sister traveled with us for the first few days of our trip to the East Coast, and this morning we brought her to the airport in Manchester so she could fly back to Phoenix. After the drop-off, Kathryn and I thought it would be fun to visit Salisbury Beach for a walk on the … Continue reading Remembering the hot chicken cutlet sub at Salisbury House of Pizza
We’re safely on the ground and having a light dinner in Seabrook, New Hampshire. No pictures since the mobile network is unreliable where we are.
Our flight to Charlotte arrived early, meaning we didn’t have to rush between gates on different concourses. We also had some time to check out the dining options, and for the first time in the United States, I saw a Brioche Dorée. The Brioche Dorée in Montpellier used to be my go-to for breakfast on … Continue reading Flight to Manchester is boarding and a surprising sight in Charlotte
It’s a little after 6 am, and we’ve already taken our seats aboard our flight from Phoenix to Charlotte. It’s been an uneventful morning so far. The security checkpoint was a breeze for once. It left us plenty of time for a coffee and a dry, overpriced blueberry muffin before boarding.
Listening to the radio on my way to work this morning, I heard the weather forecast for the coming weekend in Phoenix: sunny with highs around 80 degrees. Turns out that’s more or less the forecast for the following seven days too. Sounds like paradise. Too bad Kathryn and I won’t be around to enjoy … Continue reading Getting ready to leave paradise for two weeks
Kathryn and I have two weeks of vacation coming up next month. How we’re planning to spend those two weeks has changed three times in the past two months. Plan A: Learning Spanish in Mexico City Our original plan was to return to Mexico City for two weeks of Spanish classes. We had picked out … Continue reading It pays to have a backup plan or three when travel plans fall through
After my last post from about 24 hours ago, it may come as some surprise that this post is being written from the couch in our living room in Phoenix while rain is pouring outside the open front door. Plans escalated quickly throughout the day yesterday. First, our planned trip to Prescott — the city … Continue reading Boy, that escalated quickly. I mean, that really got out of hand fast.
We arrived at the campground yesterday early enough that the ranger station was still open. That’s quite unusual when we arrive on a workday. Kathryn and I have a rhythm of who does what we we set up our campsite, so we had everything as we wanted it within the hour, well before sunset. After … Continue reading Safe arrival, nice dinner, and an early morning hike in Cottonwood
To celebrate an important milestone in our marriage, Kathryn and I are spending three nights in Cottonwood this weekend, camping at one of our favorite Arizona state parks, Dead Horse Ranch. We’ll leave after work this afternoon. The car is already mostly packed. Only a few last minute items remain. There’s a slight amount of … Continue reading A very special Cottonwood camping trip starts this afternoon
Most of our weekend road trips to Las Vegas end with us heading back to Phoenix after lunch on Sunday. On our last trip, however, we had some business we needed to attend to Monday morning. After our huge lunch at Gordon Ramsay’s Hell’s Kitchen early Sunday afternoon, we weren’t in any mood for a … Continue reading A chill evening at Banger Brewing on Fremont Street in Las Vegas
Although many of our fellow Mexico City pilgrims had started trickling into town Monday afternoon, Wednesday was officially the first day of our itinerary. The first and only destination for the day was the pyramids at Teotihuacan, but this was a pilgrimage group, so of course we prayed first. And ate.
It doesn’t happen often, but on rare occasions beer can open up opportunities that may have otherwise passed us by. For example, if I hadn’t had a second pint of beer at Virgil’s Real BBQ on the Linq Promenade in Las Vegas, I wouldn’t have had to make a visit to the men’s room, and … Continue reading A beer keg urinal in the men’s room of Virgil’s Real BBQ, Las Vegas
I don’t often blatantly repost old blog material. However, last week I had a conversation with some colleagues about my visit to Auschwitz in 2006, and it made me think about the following post I published three years ago today: I’ve been reminded that today, August 14, is the feast day of St. Maximilian Kolbe. … Continue reading Today is the feast of St. Maximilian Kolbe, patron saint of ham radio
Most of our road trips to Las Vegas involve tossing away a few hundred dollars on slots, video poker, or craps. However, on this most recent trip, we reallocated our gambling budget to an obscenely expensive lunch at one of the hottest celebrity restaurants on the Strip right now, Gordon Ramsay Hell’s Kitchen, located in … Continue reading A pleasant Sunday lunch at Gordon Ramsay Hell’s Kitchen in Las Vegas
For better or worse, Kathryn and I are back home in Phoenix at the end of our three-day road trip to Las Vegas. Mostly we made good time today, but our travels were delayed somewhat by an In-N-Out Burger in Kingman and a Dairy Queen in Wickenburg.
Our Monday morning bureaucratic adventure in Las Vegas is complete. It took just over an hour, which wasn’t too bad. We’re mostly packed and ready to check out of the hotel and begin the drive back to Phoenix. If we’re lucky, we’ll get home before rush hour starts. In an earlier post, I mentioned having … Continue reading Leaving Las Vegas
Kathryn and I were out for an evening stroll on the Las Vegas Strip last night when a sudden dust storm — or haboob as the weathercasters like to say nowadays — rolled in. After we took shelter under the escalators of the pedestrian bridge over Las Vegas Blvd. in front of Bally’s, I shot … Continue reading Caught in a sudden dust storm on the Las Vegas Strip