I love to travel!  Yes I am one of the many people who explore every nook and cranny of my travels to and from.  Some people will go from one place to another and never see the life between.  Not me, I want it all the bad and good parts of this world.  I have even driven to places that everyone in the car but me is afraid. 

As I continue these pages, of my travels, I will show you that stopping and exploring is a heart that wants to know God’s creation and all that it involves.

Occasionally I have travelers with me who love the stops, the winding roads and the shutting off of the GPS.  To these few I am forever grateful! I know this may even, to some, seem boring but none the less it’s a great thing to sometimes get lost and then found.  From mountain streams, volcanos, oceans, rivers, and creeks,

I even, as a boy, had a friend who loved graveyards and being a native of Hannibal, Missouri that meant we needed to have a dead cat or two. Actually there we a few of us who, like Tom Sawyer, found that the adventures are where you least expect.

As a Boy, about 3-5 years old, and before two years of kindergarten I explored within blocks of my boyhood home then, as happened many times, the mailman would bring me home in his three wheel leather mailbag, oh what fun and doing it more than once was the real joy.

I have found a great bookstore!

This one has it all check, it out and spend some time.

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The memories from travels are like, as I tell my children, memory bubbles.  These bubbles are an event that may not be too long but eventful.  Some are good bubbles some are bad but all have value.  When you travel you gain experience with many types of people who, sometimes not by choice, are different from your workplace. 

Without the control, of the workplace, you may find things irritating but because you intend on having a good time you overlook what may normally bother you. 

Men let’s stop for directions, so we are not stereotyped.  Let’s stop for all the bathroom breaks and meet the gas station or hotel attendants.  I usually stop at hotels that have public restrooms instead of gasoline stations due to cleanliness.  It was a habit I started, due to security, when I was traveling with my daughter, as a single parent, when she was young.  Sometimes I get a speed check on time but it always pays off with lack of anger.

My choices for hotels are not the 1-2 star but the 3-5 but I am cheap.  I want a great deal or a lot of amenities.  Some of my favorite vendors are:

America Sailing Club