Leap Days Two through Four
As I’m now two weeks past the point of being able to remember enough about the bits and pieces of the trip to recount them sufficiently, I resort to photos and tweets. I hardly photographed the journey on day two, save for a shot or two of the Mississippi… but here are a few from the latter days of the trip. On the second day of the journey I travelled to Wheaton, IL., where on the third morning I rummaged through Dorothy Sayers’ original, handwritten manuscript of Gaudy Night at the Wade Center . I spent most of the third day avoiding vicious...
Read MoreThe Katherine Card
I’ve decided that Katherine is not allowed to come to Bolivia. This is a significant change in plans, since Katherine is scheduled to arrive in Bolivia on Friday and she intends to stay through August. Here’s the problem. I will lose the Katherine Card. The Katherine Card works all manner of magic. Observe: Convincing Teenage Sister to Accept Medicine Lorien: “Staton, you have to take this medicine.“ Staton: “Um, no. It does nothing for me.“ Lorien: “It doesn’t matter if you think it does nothing for your symptoms, because it’ll stop you from being...
Read MoreStruggle to Escape, part three.
I settled easily into my AeroSur seat. There was a delay as airport security tried to find a passenger, some male, who needed to be Removed From the Plane for Questioning. Eventually they found the guy, and we were cleared for takeoff. I knew better than to eat their possibly-Amoeba-poisoned fool, so at 11:something at night I had my day’s first meal — the Starbucks sandwich I’d wisely purchased earlier. That swiftly done away with, and my brain satisfied by having seen Cuba down below… and I fell asleep. I awoke the next morning somewhere over Ecuador,...
Read MoreStruggle to Escape, part two.
AeroSur was odd. I made it through the lines and to the ticket counter. I asked if they’d take my luggage, they said no. I said I’d pay, they said no. I asked why, they didn’t answer. I asked again if they’d take my luggage, they conferenced. I said I’d pay, again, and they said no. Then, out of nowhere, this guy with badges and tags popped up behind teh counter and told them that they could. Then! I found out that it was quasi-yes but they didn’t tell me why it was a quasi-yes. Then they said they had to call Homeland Security to check my cat and the carrier. We waited....
Read MoreStruggle to Escape, part one.
Insanity. Totally bonkers and nutty and filled with stress. That’s what’s it’s like to try and fly on Lloyd Aereo Boliviano. First one cancellation, then the second. I went to the airport and they gave me a voucher for a hotel. The Red Roof Inn at MIA was perfectly pleasant. I walked next door and paid way too much for decent food at Bennigan’s. I enjoyed walking in the evening of Miami, though, after the chills of Missouri. So, okay, good hotel experience for a free night. I was told that the next day we’d have a flight. Right, whatever. I went with it,...
Read MoreAbout Lorien
I vote as a libertarian constitutionalist influenced by Hayek and Burke, and I think as an anarchist guided by the biblical principles of liberty. My government is strictly bound by the U.S. Constitution. I have fenced foil in a diaper-suit and run for political office in a skirt-suit, but my shoes were always fabulous. Both dreadful politics and inspiring design are likely to make me teary. and yes. I’m a tshirt ninja.
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