Posts tagged with "travel" - Faerye Net 2011-05-25T21:48:27+00:00 Felicity Shoulders Anecdonutal 2011-05-25T21:48:27+00:00 2011-05-25T21:48:35+00:00 <p>In Chicago O&#8217;Hare International Airport, Ryan tried to attract my attention to a question of logistics. I could not answer, I was entranced by a pink box passing near me.</p> <p>&#8220;Look, it&#8217;s a box of <em>home</em>!&#8221; I said.</p> <p>&#8220;What?&#8221;</p> <p>&ldquo;That girl had a <a href="" target="links">Voodoo Doughnut</a> box!&rdquo;</p> <p>&#8220;<em>Why didn&#8217;t you knock her down so I could take them?</em>&#8221; Ryan said.</p> <p>&#8220;You&#8217;re way bigger than me, why shouldn&#8217;t <em>you</em> knock people down in this scenario?&#8221;</p> <p><em>&#8220;<strong>So I can have the donuts!</strong>&#8221;</em></p> Interlude 2010-09-04T23:19:34+00:00 2010-09-04T23:20:47+00:00 <p>In case any particularly sensitive information-brains have noticed a downtick in my posting rate, I thought I&#8217;d let the blog readership know I&#8217;ve been called out of town. Back to <a href="" target="links">Grants Pass</a>, in fact. Nothing serious, but I&#8217;m far, far off my normal routine and haven&#8217;t been working down the list of blog topics upon which I am <em>burning</em> to opine.</p> <p>I may be moved to rant about the amount of unwanted junk mail my grandma gets from a political party she abandoned <em>twenty years ago</em>, but that wasn&#8217;t previously on the topic list!</p> <p>(And for those of you who are also <a href="" target="links">Twitter</a> readers: I shall <strong>try</strong> not to tweet about Scrabble too much. Really, I shall be trying. Even if you can&#8217;t tell.)</p> Day trip: White River Falls 2010-06-28T13:32:57+00:00 2010-06-28T13:33:23+00:00 <p>I thought I&#8217;d post a photo from the trip <a href="" target="links">Ryan</a> and I took this weekend to White River Falls State Park, just a bit south of The Dalles in our fine Beaver State.</p> <center><a href="" title="White River Falls -- Upper and Lower by Felicity Shoulders, on Flickr"><img src="" width="374" height="500" alt="White River Falls -- Upper and Lower" border="0"></a></center> <p>As a side note for gadget geeks, this photo (and my <a href="" target="links">other photos</a> from the trip) were taken with my new iPhone 4. Not bad for a phone.</p> In praise of spontaneity 2009-05-24T15:53:35+00:00 2009-05-24T15:53:41+00:00 <p>Recently, I have found myself being more impulsive. From small choices, like ordering wild mushroom ravioli instead of something more pedestrian, to things like agreeing to go on a writing retreat <a href="" target="links">in Vermont</a> with a friend, I&#8217;ve been making the less comfortable choice. It tends to turn out beautifully. The one time recently I chose the &#8216;safe&#8217; item on the menu, it was downright bland. And when I decided to jump off my comfy chair and take a bus downtown in torrential rain to catch an author talk at little notice, I ended up getting to chat with <a href="" target="links">Molly Gloss</a> and <a href="" target="links">Ursula Le Guin</a> (not to mention being treated to fondue by my friend <a href="" target="links">Camille Alexa</a> afterward.) I think we have an instinct for when our reluctance is based in wise caution and when it&#8217;s based in inertia or self-consciousness and would better be ignored.</p> <p>Which is all a long way of saying I spontaneously bummed a ride to Central Oregon with my mom, so I&#8217;m enjoying the high desert and producing little in the way of blog posts. If it&#8217;s any consolation, I&#8217;m missing my yard&#8217;s <a href="" target="links">most spectacular blooms</a> as well as shirking my communication duties.</p> Photos from Vermont 2009-04-24T11:42:53+00:00 2009-04-29T17:06:37+00:00 <p>So I&#8217;m back from my little informal writing retreat with my friend <a href="" target="links">Camille Alexa</a> in Montpelier, Vermont, which is not only the capital of that state but also the capital of Picturesque.</p> <center><a href="" title="This house is more Dickensian than Pickwick Papers by Felicity Shoulders, on Flickr"><img src="" width="500" height="375" alt="This house is more Dickensian than Pickwick Papers" border="0" /></a></center> <p>I wish I had taken more <a href="" target="links">photos</a>, actually &#8212; long streets full of Victorian <a href="" target="links">Painted Ladies</a> and pretty old brick buildings. Even their old jail (now offices) is quaint, and you should see the fire station. A lot of my strolls were in the evening, though &#8212; not the best time to get architectural snapshots.</p> <p>Took a walk every day around the burg, toasted my feet in front of a wood stove, had some <a href="" target="links">awesome meals</a> and got a lot of writing and revising done. I&#8217;m back into a big project I&#8217;d set aside and I hope to maintain my forward momentum!</p> <p>On the way back, my flight into Chicago was delayed so I missed my connection and had to stay overnight &#8212; so special thanks to EMeta for buyin&#8217; me some Chicago deep-dish pizza. I believe the technical term is &#8220;<span class="caps">NOM</span> <span class="caps">NOM</span> <span class="caps">NOM</span>&#8221;.</p> <p>P.S. A story from Camille&#8217;s upcoming collection went live at <a href="" target="links">Fantasy Magazine</a> right before I left for VT. Everyone loves <a href="" target="links">&#8220;Shades of White and Road&#8221;</a> so why wouldn&#8217;t you?</p> For your informedness 2009-04-16T10:26:49+00:00 2009-04-24T11:44:14+00:00 <p>I won&#8217;t be blogging much for the next week or so &#8212; I&#8217;m on a writing retreat in Vermont and have self-limited (and actually limited) access to the internet. Photos of cute Vermont buildings will be forthcoming at some later date.</p> Updatery 2008-11-03T09:04:56+00:00 2010-09-04T23:18:26+00:00 <p>Howdy folks. Just letting you know that, after my big move, I&#8217;m now going to be moving in with my grandma for some weeks &#8211; she broke her hip but has rampaged through her physical therapy and just needs someone to help her out at home whilst she finishes healing. So I&#8217;m off to do the bending-and-twisting-at-the-waist parts of life for her. There should also be much Scrabble, and a lot of time for writing, so, hundreds of miles away from my boxes crying to be unpacked, perhaps I shall blog more diligently. Stay tuned!</p> Elsewhere 2008-09-22T09:45:32+00:00 2008-09-26T22:18:01+00:00 <p>I&#8217;m on the last day of a long weekend in Portland. I had an excuse for coming here, a high school reunion, but the truth is I missed the place. Missed Powell&#8217;s, rain, Schmizza, my friends&#8230;I even missed things I didn&#8217;t realize were different, like there being squirrels everywhere.</p> <p>So that&#8217;s why I&#8217;ve been less communicative than is my wont: I&#8217;ve bought half a dozen books at <a href="" target="links">Powell&#8217;s</a> (and one at Powell&#8217;s Beaverton), eaten lunch at <a href="" target="links">Pizza Schmizza</a>, browsed the stock and watched the letterpress at <a href="" target="links">Oblation Papers</a>, had a pot of tea at <a href="" target="links">the TeaZone</a>, bought necessities at <a href="" target="links">Fred Meyer</a>, had a Porter or two off the nitro at <a href="" target="links">McMenamin&#8217;s</a> and another pint at the <a href="" target="links">Bridgeport Brewpub</a>. I have gone for many walks, listened while a rainstorm built from shower to deluge, sat about reading companionably with my friends, taken the bus and the Portland Streetcar.</p> <p>All this and the promise of a baby oliphaunt&#8230;huzzah for home!</p> One fewer thing of beauty in the world... 2008-04-05T22:22:45+00:00 2008-05-25T19:58:48+00:00 <p>The City Armoury/Man&eacute;ge Militaire in Ville de Qu&eacute;bec <a href="" target="links">has burned down</a>. It had become a museum, and I wished when we drove past it that I had the option of visiting. Now I&#8217;ll never get to do so.</p></p> <p><a href="" title="City Armoury, Ville de Quebec by Eilonwy Anne, on Flickr"><img src="" width="500" height="264" alt="City Armoury, Ville de Quebec" border="0" /></a></p> Vacation, by the numbers 2006-06-02T22:06:29+00:00 2008-06-08T14:14:41+00:00 <p>Number of days spent on a train: 3.5<br /> Number of books finished: 5 (<em>Beethoven&#8217;s Hair, Band of Brothers, Perma Red, Coraline, The Eyre Affair</em>)<br /> Scrabble games played: 6.5<br /> Highest word score: 82 (STIFLED + 7 tile bonus, Grandma)<br /> Total Scrabble score: 1883 to 1804, Grandma<br /> Scrabble standings: 4 to 2.5, Felicity<br /> Number of miles travelled by coach: 1507<br /> Number of colds contracted: 1, Felicity<br /> Number of states travelled through: 12 (Oregon, Washington, Idaho, Montana, North Dakota, Minnesota, Wisconsin, Illinois, Indiana, Ohio, Pennsylvania, New York)<br /> Number of provinces travelled through: 2 (Quebec, Ontario)<br /> Number of hotels stayed in: 7 (6 on tour, 1 at the Portland Airport)<br /> Number of Canadian territories I had never heard of: 1 (Nunavut, I&#8217;m very ashamed.)<br /> <b>Edit</b>: Number of <a href="" target="links">pictures</a> taken: over 550 (I&#8217;ve got 539 raw, of which I like 230 or so, and I deleted scads on the trip.)</p>