Well, it’s Sunday and I’m on the road again. Time to find another temporary Episcopal home for the morning. Beloved and I had been discussing it, and she found one “Believe Out Loud” congregation – meeting at 5:30pm. Eck. Sunday evenings… not so much, thanks. As a kid I went to the 8:30 service and … Continue reading Ice Skating During Eucharist
Tag: Travel
The Ottoman at Pride
Anchorage Pride...Drag queens! Trannies! Ecstatic baby dykes! The whole complement was in attendance, which was great. And 48, count them forty eight entrants in the parade. Holy moly. There were a lot of businesses who desperately want to let the LGBTQ community know they love us. (They know where the disposable income lies, and it’s … Continue reading The Ottoman at Pride
Heading out to Family Madness
So our journey out to the greater Miami/Ft Lauderdale area itself was relatively uneventful. The months leading up to it, however, were unmitigated torture. We started out with seven. Me, Beloved, our two (Blondie, 27 and The Boy, 22), my mother, 81, and my sister’s two (my niece 26, and nephew 23). My sister couldn’t … Continue reading Heading out to Family Madness
Three Nights on the High Seas as a Minority…
God, all these Australians! They’re everywhere! Someone screams Aussie Aussie, Aussie!! And the whole room roars OY OY OY!!! We’re on our three night shortie cruise from Vancouver to Los Angeles, which, interestingly enough, continues across the Pacific and eventually winds up in... Sydney. For all that we’re surrounded by Roos (and they’re really nice … Continue reading Three Nights on the High Seas as a Minority…
Waiting for the Stall
Getting used to the French practice of restrooms is taking...well, some getting used to. I have NO problem paying 70 euro cents (to which they frequently refer as “centimes”, which I find really delightful... before we left, my mother sweetly produced French francs for us, in case we needed to piddle, forgetting about the euros... … Continue reading Waiting for the Stall
