humanity
If nothing else, travel opens your eyes to the colorful quilt that is humankind.
A WANDERING MAN!
"Oh shoot! that's hot", Karen yelped as she reached into the oven to pull the rack. She hurriedly put her fingers in cool water to ease the heat. Then, she went to her icebox to see was there any butter. It was a little bit left in the corner of a bowl. She scraped the edges of the bowl and applied some onto her fingers and placed the bowl in the sink.
By Dr. Totziette Slater3 years ago in Wander
Walking the Dog in an Interdependent & Independent-Minded State!
Welcome to Northwest Indiana, says Roxy, who loyally panted by my side after a long and winding stroll down our new “hood” over a year ago. Her older sister, Nitty, rested in the other room – always, "On-Call". Today, the dog walked very well, in what is still “new” Northeastern Indiana territory. Remember, she’s an undomesticated wild pack dog from Aruba... and has ALLERGIES. I’m from the South Chicagoland Area, mentally ill, and came with an elderly cat with ongoing FOOD desires. Read on, and you might learn why people love their dogs here, the obligations of all pet lovers out there to be responsible, communicate effectively with other people providing care for the animal and by being kind and mindful, as you should be to yourself!
By Unlisted&Twisted!3 years ago in Wander
June 6th 2016
June 6th Today I went to a dunkin donuts I will not be coming back to. Manager was such a bitch about my cart, she could have asked kindly for me to move it but she comes out telling me she's gonna call the cops and just being nasty about it. Looks like I was wrong about the street it's N 60th ave.
By Robert Frost3 years ago in Wander
Arrested at the Casino in Bethlehem - facing the lonely choice.
February 28th, 2020. A true story. There are times in your life when you have to take all of your remaining chips and thrust them into the center of the table; all in. Regardless of the stakes, or the odds – with caution to the wind – you’ve looked out from the inside of your sunglasses and realized abruptly that everyone at the table is staring at you.
By Craig Borzelleca3 years ago in Wander
PorkSmart
Right before the clash of man and bat in Wuhan, I was right beside the city opening an affiliated Jiu-jitsu academy. The locals were very kind, giving me an in-depth tour of the city and how they live their day-to-day lives. In China, being a white male, I was a spectacle. Children and adults alike would follow suit and ask me to flex my biceps or to feel my skin. I’ve always been rather outgoing, so I loved it, I was like a celebrity. As strange as a white man in China was, I had nothing on the food. There were fast-food chains prominent in North America littered throughout but I wanted the real deal. Give me the food you all eat on a daily basis, I requested. They smirked, ready to have a field day with all the cuisines I’d undoubtedly never fathomed. The first was fried scorpion on a stick. The crunch of the shell actually complimented the jerky-like muscles of the inside, quite tasty with the spices and such it was orchestrated with. The scorpion on a stick certainly surprised me but not nearly as much as them being brought out live. Stingers cut off, my friends dipped them in wine and chomped down. Possibly my favorite of the cultivating cultures food was the extra fluffy pancakes. They had this perfect golden sheen on their smooth dome-like structure. They are quite filling but still a great way to start the day. I was offered some bat, but something there just didn’t feel right...
By Rayne Lalonde3 years ago in Wander
Travel Cuisine
I don’t currently have the means to travel the world, like I would like. One day, I hope to be able to build a tiny house boat to travel by water as well as to own an RV to travel by land. I would love nothing more than to have a full passport. However, at this point in my life, that is not possible. Of course, there are many ways to travel without breaking the bank. One of the ways I have attempted to explore is moving to unknown places in my country. Many times, throughout my life I have simply pointed to a map and moved there, with little to no real plan. It always seems to work out somehow and I have been able to see much of the United States this way. Once my children were born, I tended to opt more towards road trips. Whenever we had the chance, we would go within a day’s trip from our home and take time to explore every aspect of our location’s offerings. This is how my children also became foodies in their own right.
By Rosie VanSciver3 years ago in Wander
Welcome Back
Welcome back, your dreams were your ticket out… For sure. My dreams, though never defined, definitely involved traveling abroad, determined to make it out of my jacked-up neighborhood and even more jacked-up town. I’d left once before several years ago and came back, so technically this is round two. In both cases, wherever I was traveling in the world, there was an ever present thought in the back of my mind. It was there on the island of Koh Chang in Thailand, while walking along the beach in the moonlight with a French girl I’d just met, almost too pretty to be real. It was there at a party in the Swedish embassy in Tokyo, wine glass in hand, surrounded by rich types, feeling like an extra in a Bond movie. It was with me at Café de Flore in Paris, as I sipped my café avec Chantilly and nibbled on a croissant. I made sure to enjoy every minute of every moment. Because I knew. I knew I was on borrowed time. Sooner or later the jig would be up and I’d have to return to my reality. Sure enough, here I am, back home where I started.
By Dasilva Arthur3 years ago in Wander