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Although it took 11 hours to get from DC to Randolph, it was A LOT better than flying since we would still be waiting for our flight today I bet. We scooted out of DC just as THE BIGGEST STORM EVER was coming in. Didn't really see much snow at all on the way up but Amtrack did cancel all northbound trains the next day.
So you know how the train goes - sway sway, choo choo, read, sleep, eat, stand up and stretch - repeat. But it was a bit surprising ...
... bright sunshine. If it’s too cold, sleeting, freezing rain or slick and icy, we can’t always exercise outside. Everyone I meet has a touch of winter “low energy.” We call it Cabin Fever.
Is winter Cabin Fever so different from "cancer cabin fever?"
Ways to Combat Cabin Fever:
Dress for the weather, & when dry, get outside and exercise. Ski or snowshoe ...
... of calm. When I opened my eyes at the end of class, a light inside me merged with the light outside. I left with unexpected energy for the days ahead.
I was back in Boston from December 9th through the 13th for Chemo Cycle 5 "mini-vacation." I stayed at the very hip Renaissance Boston Waterfront Hotel in the Seaport (with a very good rate.) The guest/staff service was extraordinary. Special thanks to Managers, Michelle and Adam and to ...
... Europe and Eastern Europe, through Turkey, Georgia and the Russian “Stans” all the way to India. From India, Sri Lanka, through Burma, Thailand, Vietnam, China, Japan and back to London via Russia, and then Germany and France. Hundreds of thousands of readers have been privileged to travel with him on “The Great Railway Bazaar.” In 2006, 30 years later, Paul wonders “how has the world changed? and recreates the trip ...
... centre on the interstate.
At this point, we got out the map and decided our route for the final leg of this road trip. Heading back to the car, however, Andrew turns to me and says "you have my wallet, don't you?"....ummmmm, No.
Panic Panic Panic....we emptied the car, searched everywhere. The last known use was at the car park in Mont Royal. Oh NOOOO!!! The stress was so high that Andrew was about to pass out. Everything was in that wallet. ...