Postcards from My Soul

London is already a blur! And I’ve just left the Leeds area and arrived in Edinburgh, Scotland.  I really love train travel.  It’s so much nicer than an airplane and less hassle.   While in London I was able to see Frank, Betty and Franny Fran Fran the fluffy kitty.  One night we had an amazing vegan Ethiopian meal that was 12 Euro for 2 people! Totally unheard of! Definitely the best bargain in all of Europe and the UK.  But, of course, we did order the meal for 4.  12 Euro = $13.76. I like to pretend the dollar is equal to the euro and the pound.  Denial, sometimes, is a good option.  Or at least delays the truth until the credit card bill arrives.  I tried to supplement my snack expenses by helping myself to a few snacks at Frank’s fancy google inspired software blah blah something office.  Lucky for him I don’t like to carry extra weight in my luggage.   Speaking of which.  I was fairly happy with my luggage when I lef...

October 11 2018 -  Today I’m siting in a lovely modern cafe named Cózette in Paris. I’m reading, writing and having tea while my dear, sweet, hilarious friend Mathilde has a business meeting.  Thankfully, the very attractive *man who took my order spoke soft English with a British slight French accent. He’d lived in Canada and NY but I have no idea of his origin country.  I have zero French skills.  Only a few poorly pronounced words and I am not even capable of even asking for basic needs. Although, I can say merci beaucoup.  I just really tried to avoid talking.   *Not to worry, I won’t be running off with anyone on this trip.  I’ve learned a few lessons and I’ve got a certain handsome, intriguing, older man (47 minutes older in fact) awaiting my return (Insert blushing face here).  I met Mathilde in Guatemala April of 2017 and we saw each other again this February in India. She has arranged for us to spend a couple days in a beautiful flat...

Yesterday morning I was having tea in Austria wondering why I woke up in the night, filled with anxiety and then couldn’t get back to sleep for hours.  After talking to my friend I realized why.  She had stayed up later than I had, read the American news and was quite distraught over the newest Supreme Court appointment. She had blurted out some F words and other explicit phrases in disbelief and disgust.  Which must have woken me into high alert and adrenaline.  ———WARNING:  The following may be upsetting and slightly graphic.  I’ve pre warned my mother who had no idea about most of this.  So, if you’re sensitive to the topic of abuse I apologize if I upset you.  Or please don’t read any further.  And for clarification purposes, any ex partner I’m still close friends with is not being described. ——— I keep feeling that America (or the US of Assholes, as I like to call it recently) just keeps stepping back in time.  A time when woma...