Spirited Away… The Journey Home

When we touched down in New York I was expecting it to be like the other countries I had entered. I anticipated people waiting as we disembarked to check our temperatures, no one checked. I figured we would have forms to fill out about where we had been, how long we had been there, where we were heading, and about our health; there were no forms. I believed that like in other airports we would be required to be in a specific area while waiting for our next flight, we were free to go anywhere we wanted including right out the airport into and Uber and beyond. The flight I was on from Abu Dhabi had people from all over the world on it, during a pandemic, and no one asked us anything…

Spirited away…. The Mountains

I bolted out of bed with a mix of excitement and a dash of fear. To me this is absolutely the best mix of emotions. I know, that most probably would not choose fear as one of the best emotions to have. Yet the energy of unbridled excitement tempered by a healthy dose of fear of the unknow is a delight. Think about it, what are the feelings you experience at the beginning of a new romance? The excitement and energy of wanting this new thing mixed with a bit of fear of getting hurt. For me every adventure feels like a new love, I’m sure replete with all the accompanying hormones. Yes, I know its weird but it my little adventures truly are the love of my life. I love each fully and by the end they love me fully in return.

Spirited Away…. The beginning

I spoke previously about my adventurous spirit, my youthful desires to embark on an epic journey. While I was never able fully realize my dreams of becoming the next Indiana Jones, I do set out for a mini adventure at least once a year. This was going to be an epic adventure year! I planned…

The Good Kind of Crazy

I was ready! I had watched Full Metal Jacket like a hundred times, had worked out every day, and packed everything on the pre-boot camp check list in a backpack. At zero dark thirty on October 30, 1995, I left the MEPS office and hopped on the Metro link train headed to the airport. I…

Fade to Black

Life is crazy, one day you are reading encyclopedias at your grandma’s house and pretending to be an adventurer searching for treasure and the next you are holding a knife and yelling “get out or I will fucking kill you” at the top of your lungs. A lot can change in a very short span of time, the space between Raiders of the Lost Ark and Romancing the Stone was only about three years or so. After those three years my childhood ended, my life changed in so many ways…

All paths are one

I was seven when the Indiana Jones and The Raiders of the Lost Ark came out and ten when Romancing the Stone hit the big screen. I was instantly in love and KNEW that I would one day be an archaeologist traveling the world hunting down treasure and finding romance as I did. I will admit that prior to this revelation, I thought I was going to be an astronaut and have space adventures like in Star Wars but that was back when I was a little kid. Raiders and Romancing the Stone came out in the early 80s I was much more mature by then and therefore able to make more realistic life choices! LMAO!