Where are we, Phineas?
“Haven’t the foggiest,” I retorted in the best of literary fashion, “but looking at the GPS I think that we are going around the Blue Mountains in 80 kilometres.”

Morning mist in Broke, Australia
Where are we, Phineas?
“Haven’t the foggiest,” I retorted in the best of literary fashion, “but looking at the GPS I think that we are going around the Blue Mountains in 80 kilometres.”

Morning mist in Broke, Australia
Last week I caught up with a former high school student who happened to be in San Diego, California for a visit. Now a twenty-something graduate assistant and student finding her way in the world, we spent the day discussing travel wishes, living in new cities, dreams, opportunities, and how learning should be fun.