Boomeresque:Definition
1. Adj.: Describing a person born between 1 Jan. 1946 and 31 Dec. 1964
2. Adj.: Description of a person, place or thing possessing Baby Boomer je ne sais quoi
3. See also, Boomer, Esq.: A Baby Boomer who is also a licensed attorney (See, e.g., About).

Eire (No, Not Pennsylvania) — Ireland, The Emerald Isle

July 3, 2012 19 comments

Our six hour, forty-one minute flight from Philadelphia, PA to Dublin, Ireland was  uneventful except for: The screaming babies (yes, that’s plural); The weapon size wrench the guy next to us found in his seat; The poor little kid who threw up down the aisle on her way to the bathroom—and the poor flight attendants […]

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Wassup with the Vikings?

June 16, 2012 13 comments

No, not the Minnesota American football team.  I mean the real Vikings, like Erik the Red (Leif Erikson’s father) who sailed across the north Atlantic in long boats from Iceland in the 980’s, beating Christopher Columbus to the New World by over 500 years. Then there’s that unfortunate raping, pillaging and burning thing. We recently […]

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Tower of Babel

June 3, 2012 16 comments

No, not THAT Tower of Babel.  I’m referring to the one here in the lobby of the 3 star Absalon Hotel near the main Copenhagen train station in Denmark.  I am fortunate to be on a 25 day trip as a trailing spouse.  My physician-scientist husband (Steve) was invited to speak at three European conferences […]

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Virgin Atlantic Allows Cell Phone Use During Flight — WTF!?!

May 17, 2012 20 comments

It is reported that Virgin Atlantic Airlines is now allowing cell (mobile) phone use during flights.  Remind me never to fly on Virgin Atlantic.  It is one thing to deal with a yakking cell phone user on a train or bus.  On a train, you can move to the quiet car.  Even on a bus, […]

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Getting There — Eventually

May 8, 2012 15 comments

My suitcase visited Barcelona several years before I had the pleasure.  Unfortunately, on that particular occasion, it was supposed to be in Malaga with me.  On a trip to New Zealand and Australia which included 11 flights, (11 take-offs and (mercifully) 11 landings), we were reunited with our suitcases after every flight…until the very last leg of […]

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“The Finest Walk in the World”: The Milford Track, South Island, New Zealand

April 30, 2012 20 comments

  In 2002, I went on one of my favorite “trailing spouse” trips when my husband, Mr. Excitement, asked me if I would like to accompany him to Perth in Western Australia for a mesothelioma research conference.  I hesitated less than a nanosecond before replying, “Absolutely.” Perth, Australia is 11,602 miles from our home in […]

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The Apple Don’t Fall Far From the Tree

April 18, 2012 5 comments

  In my last post, I shared the fact that our travel plans seem to “foment war, revolution and Biblical weather”.  I also mentioned that we have so far dodged earthquakes and tsunamis.  We have also been spared any erupting volcanoes—we don’t count Kilauea on the Big Island of Hawaii because we went there on […]

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You Might Not Want to Go When We’re There

April 13, 2012 17 comments

[Updated September 25, 2017] When I told friends and relatives that I was planning our trip to central Mexico in 2012, the reactions ranged from concern to over-the-top concern.  (Yes, Mom, I’m talking about you.)  It didn’t help that the State Department had just updated its travel advisory for Mexico to include more parts of the […]

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Children on Airplanes

April 7, 2012 21 comments

How many Baby Boomers (or grown-ups of any age) get on an airplane hoping that no babies or small children will be seated near them? I admit to an involuntary scanning of my nearby seatmates when I board a plane, hoping not to see any wee ones.  As anybody carrying a baby or with a […]

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San Miguel de Allende, Mexico — 48 Years Later

April 2, 2012 47 comments

My last post about Mexico was entitled Mexico 1963 and it chronicled the year I spent in the Mexican town of San Miguel de Allende at age nine when my father decided to spend a sabbatical year there. Fast forward some 48 years. Ignoring friends and relatives whose only question was where they should send […]

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