For some reason, I can’t import any of my photos into this article. Photos are on my Facebook page. Several weeks after I’d signed up for my Africa trip, the travel agency called me. “Would you like to climb Mt. Kilimanjaro?” I thought that sounded like a real adventure. At my age, this would
In my last post, I mentioned traveling to Kenya as a kind of homage to all the great runners who have come from that region. Not only did I get to see some iconic wildlife up close and personal, but I supported girls’ education by participating in the Amazing Maasai Marathon (http://www.marathontours.com/races/amazing-maasai-marathon-333). The Maasai tribe
I’ve just returned from an amazing trip to Kenya and Tanzania, which I will write about in the upcoming weeks. I describe this trip as amazing because it was both ambitious and exotic, visiting places most people never see. This is a shame because these people have proud cultures stretching back thousands of years, and
Recently I saw a picture on social media of a friend eating fish in some exotic local. Except it was a complete, whole, entirely intact fish. I had a similar experience in Greece a few years ago. Our tour group was taken to this quaint seaside cafe for lunch, and the plate set before me
In preparing for another major trip overseas this summer, I thought back to November 2012, when I was in Athens, Greece. This was a marathon trip, paying homage to where it all started by running on the Olympic course from the Plains of Marathon to the Olympic Stadium in the heart of Athens. Athens was
The June 2017 issue of Runner’s World magazine has an article that caught my eye. It’s entitled “Not Fading Away” about runners age 50 and older, which is definitely me. Included are “Tips for Running In Your Later Years”, like “Backing Off” and running on soft surfaces. But what really got my attention was that
I’ve been working on this story a long time. I think it has merit, but no one else seems to like it. Any comments? Every Mother Thinks Her Child is Special (But Mine Really Is) By Bob Welbaum March 6, 1989 Dear Diary, Finally, some good news! I’m pregnant!! After all the
I wrote this almost three years ago and put it on Facebook, but I don’t think I’ve ever shared it here. A group of fish is a school. A group of birds is a flock. But what do you call a group of teenage girls? For the past twelve years, I have been substitute
In February, I mentioned the nice folks at Bewildering Stories published another short story of mine in issue #701 (http://bewilderingstories.com/issue701/personality_test.html). If somehow you couldn’t access it then, I’m repeating it here today. The Personality Test “Ah! Mr. Young. I’ve been looking forward to this.” The diminutive man sporting a tasteful suit and huge
From the Tests-Don’t-Always-Measure-What-They’re-Supposed-To-Measure Department — Those nice people at BewilderingStories.com have published another short story of mine. It’s entitled “The Personality Test” and can be accessed here: http://www.bewilderingstories.com/issue701/blurb.html . (That link will take you to the “Issue #701 Readers’ Guide” so you can see what else is in this edition.) This the seventh story of