Schooling on the road, with textbooks or without them. Letting the world be your teacher. Everyone has their own definition of world-schooling. Some people love it. Others are skeptical. I’ve been world-schooling for most of my life. Has it ruined my childhood? Oh yes, it most certainly has, in a few ways: 1: I’ve become ...read more
WARNING: If you’re not interested in hearing about my personal life, I’ve got this great post about riding elephants. You should check it out. But whatever you do, don’t read further. I’ve written this post three times already. Seriously, I can’t figure it out. Somehow it always turns into a rant on the insincerity/casual attitude ...read more
“…It’s, like, ridiculous. Why is Mickey D’s the only thing open? Like, really.” The girl behind me heaved a massive sigh, and then continued in a whining, nasal tone. “And it’s like, way too early for this.” She was right. It was way too early. At around four in the morning, standing in line for ...read more
Of all the “heroes” at the Hero Round Table conference, my hero wasn’t the Auschwitz survivor, the ninja, the psychologist, or the desert runner (though they were all pretty darn cool). My hero was the woman no one saw.
I have an ugly backpack. I realized that this morning, as I hugged my family goodbye and swung it over my shoulder on the way out the door. It isn’t my epic glory (read: dirt) encrusted travel pack. No, that one’s blue and grey and shows a couple of years and more than a few ...read more