Starting Tuesday, I’m going to unpack my suitcase and stay in the same place for about 6 weeks. I haven’t done this all year! It’s a big thing for me! I’ll be meditating on this idea of “home”.
My life has been mostly taken up with our new car, Rosie O’Donnell, The Ford Taurus Wagon. She just has so much…character. She shows us new little quirks every day- like she revs her engine ferociously and acts like the transmission is going out, when we’re only 600 miles into our West Coast journey. And only after 6 days after buying her! She also likes to turn on her windshield wipers about every 9 seconds for no reason. I had a little talk with her to let her know we’re relying on her to take us to San Luis Obispo, San Fransisco, Sacramento, Fairfax, Palm Springs, LA, and San Clemente these next couple weeks
Every summer for the last 4 years, I basically join the witness protection program. Except I haven’t witnessed anything brutal. So henceI don’t need much protection. BUT it feels like that when I come off the road after spending time in NYC and traveling the country meeting a million people and , bam!, come April, I travel all the way to the edge of the earth; Baltimore Ireland.
It’s freakishly small. It’s so rustic, I have to ask if I can get cell phone coverage out here. Or if wireless internet exists out here. (I can, and it does) It’s the farthest south and west you can go in Ireland where there are dramatic cliffs and yes, abslutely everything is green. Green and Grey. It rains (present tense).