As you probably know via other channels, The Missus and I eventually — in late 2022 — completed our meandering back-and-forth across the country. I apologize if you’ve been hanging in suspense since the last post, now almost two years old!

It’s hard to say exactly why I stopped updating this travelogue, aside from the exhaustion of travel itself. Post-Las Vegas, we spent the month of June tooling around the Grand Canyon and California (Joshua Tree, San Diego, Santa Monica, San Luis Obispo, Carmel-by-the-Sea, Yosemite National Park, Lake Tahoe, Petaluma, Eureka and the redwoods). From there, we pretty much headed east without too much dawdling (Reno, Salt Lake City, Cheyenne WY, etc., all the way through to Nebraska, Missouri, Tennessee, and Georgia). We finally landed back in North Florida in mid-August, nominally staying with family there until the first week of October… and beyond.

(I say “nominally” because The Missus became very sick — not with COVID, thank the gods, but still — for a couple weeks, starting just a few days after we arrived in Jacksonville. And I headed off to North Carolina that first week of October to scout out the area for a place where we could comfortably spend our retired years more or less at a merciful standstill.)

Anyway, it turns out that my “johnesimpson.com” Internet domain is starting to run out of space. Because I continue to need more space for my main blog, called Running After My Hat, I am going to be shuttering this In Our Own Way section of that domain (as well as a handful of other test/experimental blogs I’ve set up in the neighborhood since 2008).

Translation: if you want to hang onto the record of the first part of our trip, you’ll need to figure out some way to do that. (I still haven’t made up my own mind about how to do it for myself — probably just save copies of the email messages which subscribers received.)

The timeline for the shutdown is fuzzy, but I expect I’ll do that sometime in May, possibly June. I’ll post one more update here in the meantime, just as a next-to-the-last-minute notice. And then In Our Own Way will — like its two principal characters — will head for the sunset!

Thanks so much for reading!

As some — many? most? — of you know, we will finally be putting Las Vegas in the rearview mirror a week from today. We’ve got reservations at various places, doing various things, and mostly in California, for the next month. Here’s the general itinerary for now:

• Grand Canyon
• Joshua Tree National Park — and, knock on wood, and meeting up with The West Coast Nephew!
• San Diego — the Zoo! and a behind-the-scenes “safari”! laundry!
• Santa Monica
• San Luis Obispo — and, after leaving, the Hearst Castle and elephant-seal viewing in San Simeon!
• Carmel-by-the-Sea
• Yosemite National Park — including a guided tour and, for me, a photography course “in the footsteps of Ansel Adams”!
• Lake Tahoe — including a guided tour!

From there, we’ll be doubling back towards the Pacific for a brief stopover with The Missus’s cousin and a drive up the rest of the way to Redwood National Park. Then eventually we’ll point the car east and north, to drive eventually aaaallllllll the way back, via some route, to someplace yet unknown. Key destinations, if all goes well:

• Yellowstone National Park
• The Badlands of South Dakota
• Mid-Wisconsin (a sort of genealogical side-quest for The Missus)
• Possibly a little jog north in order to skate between Lakes Superior and Michigan, then down the coast of the latter
• …and then, yes: ?????

I like to imagine that I’ll update you all here more often than I did during the (sometimes chaotic) first leg of the year(ish)-long road trip. But I’ve imagined — and promised! — that before. So for now let’s just say, y’know: stay tuned!

It’s been just about exactly two months since you — whoever you are — would have heard from us via this blog. But I didn’t want you to think it had, y’know, died on the vine… any more than the road trip itself has! (After all, we’ve still gotta somehow get the car back across the country…)

Our Las Vegas stay has been longer than planned, through no one’s “fault” and not really from inertia, either. Of course there’s still the lingering pandemic — Delta, Omicron, and whatever variants might be out there, sniffing like jackals around the margins of our peace of mind. Also, I had a cataracted lens in my right eye removed and replaced a couple weeks ago, with the possibility of having the left eye done, too, in another couple weeks. So we’ll be here into March, anyhow.

We do need to be back in Florida in the middle of April, for a handful of medical/dental appointments… but at this point, we’ve no idea if we’ll drive there, or fly. Consult your favorite Magic 8-Ball for a non-hazy answer!

What we’ve been up to in Vegas

Start by forgetting whatever you might be thinking about the city as a sybaritic destination. We’ve been to the Vegas “Strip” — where the biggest hotels, casinos, shopping, and entertainment venues are located — exactly twice: once, for a pre-Christmas dinner date; and once, to return/exchange a couple of Christmas gifts at a store whose only local outlets are on the Strip.

So once you’ve forgotten that, what’s left?

Pretty much the same as for any other household in winter 2022 (assuming the household is in the USA, and assuming its occupants are being veeeeery careful, pandemic-wise). The Stepson, alas, must continue to work at home; he does this for many hours, every day of the week (but not so much on Sundays). As for The Missus and I, well, there’s plenty of reading; plenty of TV; plenty of electronic gaming of one kind or another… We do one or two Instacart orders a week, order meals delivered about as often, go for walks around the neighborhood…

But then I started thinking about this blog, and how to kick-start it a little. And I realized there are stories about our 2021 road trip which many (most?) of you have not yet heard or read about.

So that’s what’s coming up. Watch this space! And, for a refreshing change, I’ll see if I can justify your continued attention here.

Yes, I know, you don’t need to remind me how long it’s been since the last post. At the same time, it’s very hard for us to believe it was less than two months ago that we left the Schenectady/Scotia NY area, bound for Vermont. That’s a lot of time in the car (and a lot of time between stops, too).

We’ve been intermittently logging our mileage along the way, sometimes recording it when we get to a stop, sometimes when we leave, sometimes forgetting to do it at all. But for what it’s worth, since leaving Greenville, NC, we’ve put about 6,000 miles on the (new) car.

The map above is a bit simplistic. I created it just by pinpointing the cities and towns where we’ve spent at least one night, and leaving the software to depict “optimal” or recommended routes. But such routes bear little relationship to reality: we often have deviated, by choice or circumstances, from the “plan.” Bad weather — and loss of GPS! — has forced us to leave highways; we’ve driven around within those destinations, quite a lot. (Y’know: grocery and other shopping, sightseeing, going out for dinner — that sort of thing.)

For a more complete picture, I sometimes check out a feature of Google Maps called the Timeline. To use it, you must be a bit, um, casual about letting your cellphone identify your location. So it’s not an option you’d want to turn on all the time. But it can be interesting! For instance, here’s my Timeline for a single day of the trip — it was the first day after we got our “new” car in August:

On the map at the top of this post (Image 1 above), this appears as a single dot — and it’s the same dot for every day we spent “in” Greenville, North Carolina. Actually, though, we spent a lot of time driving (or just walking) around on that day. Which is why our actual mileage is so much higher than the straight-line distances seem to show.

(For the record, we did not actually “go to” all the labeled places in the Timeline map. They’re just points of interest, per Google Maps. We actually went on that day to Enterprise Rent-a-Car, to return the rental which our insurance company had arranged for us while we arranged to buy the new car; we drove west to the little town of Farmville, North Carolina, just to get out of town a bit; and we spent that night at the Courtyard Marriott back in Greenville. If I could zoom the Timeline map in far enough, you could even see what streets I’d walked along in Farmville, and all the wrong turns and backtracking I did on the streets of Greenville itself.)

The route-planning software I’m using lets you save its data in a form which can then be displayed in Google Maps for others to see, to zoom in on, and so forth.

Here’s what this exported Google Map looks like at the moment. (As you can see, I can customize its look a bit more; overnight stays of four nights or more are marked with green icons rather than the default blue. And Greenville, North Carolina, is marked with a “fun” auto-collision icon.)

You can see and interact with it (at a limited level — zooming, identifying cities and so on) via this link. Just remember: this is a map whose data has been exported from other software; the data doesn’t always come through 100% accurately. This will be especially noticeable when you zoom waaaaay in — the Google Map shows some very strange, in fact entirely imaginary, routes!

More coming up soon as this blog transitions to less of a day-by-day travelogue (you can see how well that’s worked out), and more of a “Here’s something we’ve noticed during the trip” record. Thanks as always for stopping by!

Well, I’ve gotta say: Wilmington, North Carolina — based on the evidence of exactly one day — has done a respectable job convincing us of its livability.

Mind you, we haven’t yet sampled much of “the Wilmington experience.” We had to check out of our one-night hotel by 11:00, and couldn’t check into our three-night Airbnb until 4:00 PM. We filled the time by:

• Looking for a good breakfast place. First choice didn’t work out: closed. (Technically not CLOSED-closed; they just had a hand-lettered sign on the locked front door saying something like “That’s all for today.”) Second choice, though, was very, very nice. The Missus went in while I figured out how to feed the parking meter without cash, and by the time I got there she already had some kind of drink with, hmm, looked like tomato juice, and was that a stalk of celery? and was that swirls of Worcestershire sauce? and black pepper??? Good food, good atmosphere, good service. They also seem very good-music-focused — another plus! Posters on the wall (and some T-shirts for sale) featured Thelonius Monk, David Bowie, Miles Davis, and probably a half-dozen other performers from the last 75 years or so.
• Conveniently, the restaurant was located in a retail complex called The Cotton Exchange. I say “conveniently” because this was also one of the places we wanted to check out while in Wilmington. As the name suggests, back in the 19th century the building(s) in question served as a center of the local cotton industry. Rather than tear down the whole thing and replace it with something shiny but forgettable, local philanthropists chipped in to simply refurbish and convert the interior. It’s a very cunningly arranged warren of little shops, bars, ice cream parlors, more shops, with the corridors going up and down stairs as well as winding around unpredictably.

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  After we’d exhausted ourselves (without exhausting the places to visit) in the The Cotton Exchange, and fortified not only by our very nice brunch but also by some — yes! — ice cream, we went out onto Front Street to return to the car, making only a couple more detours into stores whose interiors seemed too inviting to pass up. It was hard to miss one obvious point: the arts have a pretty solid footing in Wilmington. (See photo at right.)
• When we left downtown, it was still a little too early to check in, so we headed for a really nice local supermarket, called Harris-Teeter. The plan was to pick up some basic supplies for the next few days, especially considering that these are “extended” stays of 3-4 days each. (The Missus wants to be able to cook a bit, for instance.)

Finally, we got to the Airbnb where we’d spend the next three nights: a little bungalow called “the Perry Cottage” (named after the street it’s located on). If I get a chance, I’ll post some more photos of it later.

For now, I’ll say that we’re looking forward to our plans for today — i.e., doing absolutely nothing.

We now have a definite must-leave-by date: next Friday, July 30 — that is, the day our hosts leave for a long-planned (and frankly, long-desperate-for) five-day drive to Michigan and back. Our intention, though, is to leave a couple-three-four days before that, to give them some time to tie up some loose ends here with their home and business.

But, well… 2021, right? The Year of Overturned Schedules. (And we thought 2020 was bad: bwaa-ha-ha!) So, not counting any chickens. We’ll just have to see.

Admin Note: please be careful how you respond to this post — at least, here on the site. As this is, for now, publicly visible, I’ve intentionally omitted many details of the “pause.” If a comment crosses the line into territory that I’ve avoided, I’ll delete the comment without asking for permission. (I will, though, let you know via email that I’ve done so.) Naturally, all comments about the “pause” — or anything else — are always welcomed with gratitude, from any of you… via email, text message, etc.!

As it happens, we’re staying put for a while more, here at the House o’ Canines. Not of course what we planned, especially in the wake of the earlier pause *shakes fist in Elsa’s direction*. But I don’t really want to talk about that stuff, because we are, after all, still Taking It Easy — and who wants to ruin things when you’re in a soft-rock frame of mind?

Besides, there’s so much more, well, important stuff to consider while we’re cooling our heels. Stuff like:

But the pictures? What about the pictures?

Since The Missus got me the “real” camera three years ago, amplified especially by the pandemic lockdown, I’ve spent a lot of time taking what might be politely called “still lifes”: photos of everyday household objects and such. So yes, I think I’ll have plenty of opportunity to continue and expand on that practice.

Taking deeeep breaths; trying (?) to develop some good, healthy habits

Without many of the comforts and conveniences we’ve gotten used to, we’l be forced to improvise new (preferably better) habits and patterns in our daily lives. I speak of comforts and conveniences like:

• Doing whatever the hell we want to, within decent limits, without worrying about other folks’ schedules and needs of the moment.
• Waking up in the middle of the night and staggering down dim-lit, familiar hallways to the darkened kitchen “just for a snack,” knocking over empty plastic containers and other noisy objects on the counter… In The House o’ Canines, even if you yourself drift like the wind, you might as well be leading a brass band at 3 AM in the morning.
• Watching hours of fitness videos instead of actually, y’know, getting fit. (“But the fourth or fifth rewatch of the original Star Trek series is even better than the third or fourth!”)

…while solidifying some bad (but at least trivial) ones

You cannot even imagine how many TV series and films I’ve been wanting to watch for the first time… you cannot imagine how many TV series and films I started but lost track of in the flurry of all the other stuff… and how many of those long-open pop-culture chapters of my life I can now close.