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Tripped

[cap­tion id=“attachment_109204” align=“aligncenter” width=“300”] After trip plans[/caption]

by baldilocks

Well the dan­ger on the rocks is surely past
Still I remain tied to the mast
Could it be that I have found my home at last
Home at last

– Steely Dan, “Home at Last.” Aja, W. Becker, D. Fagan. 1977.

Only hours ago, I returned to Los Ange­les from my trun­cated Road Trip. I had to return early, due to some per­sonal busi­ness in the next few days that requires my phys­i­cal pres­ence. My body and my car are only a lit­tle worse for the wear – all can be repaired – and my soul is a lit­tle bet­ter for the journey.

I saw some old friends from my days in the USAF and met with a num­ber of online friends, some for the first time. But, mostly of course, I drove.

It wasn’t the first time I had made a long trip by car. CONUS move­ments dur­ing my mil­i­tary days were eas­i­est done by car, in my opin­ion. But, of course, I was much younger and long-​term sit­ting didn’t affect me like it does now. Even my ankles are say­ing unpleas­ant things to me.

Con­versely, there is a lot more to do when dri­ving in 2018 than in, say, 1982. Unin­ter­rupted music, audio­books, pod­casts, just to name a few things, are all avail­able to keep the lone dri­ver alert.

The main thing I did, how­ever, was talk to God. There’s some­thing about the move­ment and the pass­ing scenery – and the soli­tude — that makes a believ­ing dri­ver want to con­verse with his/​her Maker. So, we got a lot of things said.

I plan to say more about the trip in var­i­ous venues … while I soak my feet. Strange that my feet hurt and not my backside.

Juli­ette Akinyi Ochieng has been blog­ging since 2003 as baldilocks. Her older blog is here. She pub­lished her first novel, Tale of the Tigers: Love is Not a Game in 2012.

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After trip plans

by baldilocks

Well the danger on the rocks is surely past 
Still I remain tied to the mast 
Could it be that I have found my home at last 
Home at last

— Steely Dan, “Home at Last.” Aja, W. Becker, D. Fagan. 1977.

Only hours ago, I returned to Los Angeles from my truncated Road Trip. I had to return early, due to some personal business in the next few days that requires my physical presence. My body and my car are only a little worse for the wear – all can be repaired – and my soul is a little better for the journey.

I saw some old friends from my days in the USAF and met with a number of online friends, some for the first time. But, mostly of course, I drove.

It wasn’t the first time I had made a long trip by car. CONUS movements during my military days were easiest done by car, in my opinion. But, of course, I was much younger and long-term sitting didn’t affect me like it does now. Even my ankles are saying unpleasant things to me.

Conversely, there is a lot more to do when driving in 2018 than in, say, 1982. Uninterrupted music, audiobooks, podcasts, just to name a few things, are all available to keep the lone driver alert.

The main thing I did, however, was talk to God. There’s something about the movement and the passing scenery – and the solitude — that makes a believing driver want to converse with his/her Maker. So, we got a lot of things said.

I plan to say more about the trip in various venues … while I soak my feet. Strange that my feet hurt and not my backside.

Juliette Akinyi Ochieng has been blogging since 2003 as baldilocks. Her older blog is here.  She published her first novel, Tale of the Tigers: Love is Not a Game in 2012.

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