Muz 'n' Shell

Muzzy and I started traveling in 1990. Our first trip was to Thailand. Muzzy was in the Merchant Marines in another incarnation and had traveled all over the world. I had done a lot of internal traveling, but waited a lifetime to be able to really travel. After that first trip I was definitely hooked. We went to Bali in '93. In '96 we returned to Thailand to visit our daughter Sarah at her Peace Corps site in Petchabun province. In '99 we went to Nepal and Thailand, in '03 to Laos and Thailand, and in '05/'06 back to Thailand, Laos and Burma. In '07 we returned to Nepal, Laos and Thailand with our dear traveling companion Kyp. Muzzy and I have been incredibly fortunate in making the trip up the Nam Tha river twice to Luang Namtha. Laos is very special to us. I just hope we get to keep traveling. The photos posted on this site are all by Mr. Muz unless otherwise stated, and he is a grand and wonderful photographer!

Thursday, January 21, 2010

Shopping in Tucson

I can't deny that the local weather makes me feel like its spring, but I know in my heart of hearts that freezing temps could descend at any moment. All that aside, I am mourning the lack of travel this year. Mr. Muzzy is in a play and the best I can do is 4 days in Tucson for the Gem and Mineral extravaganza that I have long heard about but never visited. I have my ticket and a place to stay, so there will be at least 4 days of warm weather and different vegetation, not to mention aisles and aisles of goodies to look over. Mr. Muzzy will be performing that weekend, so it is a "girl's time". I like it. And on the horizon is a trip to Mexico, Oaxaca to be exact, later this year. THEN....I am going back to Laos and Thailand next winter come hell or high water...don't know about the rest of you, but that is where I will be. And as for poor dear Bijoux, its been a rough sea these last 5 years, especially the last 2, but I feel a change coming. I'm hot on the trail of the "fish waffle" pan I saw in Chiang Mai in 2007, and having lost some weight I'll be dusting off my phasins, moving the hooks over, and trying to figure out how to sell kanom krok and fish waffles at the Farmer's Market. I have joined a writing group and have begun to realize just how awful my poor Haight Ashbury memoir really is, but it gives me something to do late at night and early in the morning when mortality and time weigh heavily on my soul. And re-inventing is right up my alley...does the world seem crazier to you all too or is it just me? Politics in the US are just right out of my realm now. I think I have given up and will concentrate on my karmic future.