travel – Carole J. Garrison

Travels with Ella

“I wouldn’t change my grandchildren for the world. But I wish I could change the world for my grandchildren.” Anonymous quote.

Mask-less America

In my mind’s eye, I imagine an airport terminal full of ostriches clucking and flapping their long necks aimlessly. Or perhaps they’re looking for the sand

Lessons Learned on the Jungle Trail

There was no relief, no euphoria—only dull shock. I fell asleep. When I awoke fifteen minutes later, or maybe it was an hour, I was disoriented. When I tried to stand, my legs cramped from my hips to my toes. I was dehydrated.

Holding Mother’s Hand

But that day in the museum, it was I who held her hand in mine. It was my hand supporting her, reassuring her, protecting her.

Inhospitable America

Has anything changed at America’s airports? We wear masks—carts are still not free and America is still not hospitable.

Closed on Mondays

Sometimes it’s just better to take the time to optimize.

So Why Not Eat Black Water Beetles?

Bon appétit. Try it, you might like it. Then again, who knows?

There Will Be a Sign

As I try to find inspiration for these blogs and to promote (shamelessly) the release in October of my new book, The Wanderer, I have started to rummage through old travel journals—some dating back fifty years. However, an email resurrected memories from this particular trip and the title of this blog. You might think thatContinue reading “There Will Be a Sign”