Bearings & Moorings

Iceland had the most marvelous calming effect on me. The long landscapes and heavy clouds tethered me. The sea floating in the distance buoyed me. I am peaceful in a brand new way. Before we went to Reykjavik, I had a few days of being very frustrated with my decision not to drink. It’s the holidays! It’s Friday! I’m…

Dear Nancy Bercaw!

I thought eating turkey in Abu Dhabi last year was the cat’s meow, but Thanksgiving in Reykjavik totally takes the cake.  Why am I using these expressions? Because maybe the clichés will turn you away before you get more than you bargained for. Please be warned that further reading will take you from a big…

The Pool for Drowning Women

This is a tale of two days. A long bus ride in one, short daylight in the other. Both days took place in one. Today.    The tale features three intrepid Vermonters who woke early after a fitful sleep. They lounged around sipping coffee and eating pastries because they had plenty of time before their…