Posted on August 18, 2012
When it’s late on the west coast most of my east coast friends are in bed. Nights are very lonely when you’re away from home. Last night I dreamed of being back in Madison again, but the town was empty. I walked all the trails and didn’t find anybody there, either.
On July 12th I saw my first riverboat. I’m not talking about a dinner/dance cruise boat, or a yacht, but a Twainian escape from my 2012 landlubber self. I was a kid again, my own female version of Huck Finn. I knew riverboats existed. I’ve been to St. Louis and I’ve lived on and near […]