Up up and away!

Once every six months or so it is time to pack up the every day world and set out on an adventure!

Not a Greek Odyssey sort of adventure.  I don't have ten years.  I simply have four days and the whole adventure has to be sandwiched in between the first and last day when my traveling will be done by a Honda and not a great Greek Sailing Vessel with fifty rowers.  I do have a wind bag, but it is unreliable at best.

It is winter in the north and neither the Honda nor I are inclined to be ski bunnies, so I chose to go south.

Grabbing a bag of blue tortilla chips for me, I fed the Honda and we set off, but before I go any further let me assure you I am not going as far south as you might suppose at this point.

Tonight, after stabling the Honda, I dined on crab Rangoon, string beans, several unidentifiable dishes and plum ice cream.

Now I am writing because every great adventure should have a journal.

Tomorrow I will rise and set off into the sunrise to rendezvous with a fellow adventurer.

Who knows what we will do!  If we go fast enough maybe we will go back in time and meet Santa in his sleigh, or a loose pumpkin, or maybe even a stray firecracker.   Whatever happens I am sure it will be much different than walking around my little park back home.