I stand on the fenced-in platform with my elbows propped on the railing watching Monique, my guide, descending the stairs into the narrow opening of Saint Elzear cave. Her white hard hat disappears but I can still hear the "clink, clink clink" as her hiking boots find each metal step on her way down the... Continue Reading →
Pulling out of the campground is no easy feat; these tourist are hard core. I put on my game face, squinting to pick up on the timing between vehicles as they whizz by. My internal stopwatch takes note that the next car approaching is moving a little slower. I jam the pedal down, the engine... Continue Reading →
I had forgotten how irritated I become when I am stuck behind a swaying, slow-moving RV. I peer down the hood of my truck with chagrin. My view is obscured by the square-shaped ass-end. I can't see above it, and each time I try to sneak a look to the inside to check for coming... Continue Reading →
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