During the pandemic, I’ve neglected this webpage, but my husband and publisher have been nudging me to update it regularly. I’ll try to do that. If you’re reading this, thank you for your patience!
A good while back, I wrote some long blog posts that I never posted, about my trip to Romania. I’ll dole out shortish chunks in the next several weeks.
Here’s the first bit.
Several of my planned trips over the last few years have been unexpectedly canceled at the last minute. In January 2018, I was prepared to accompany a colleague and Study Abroad students to Iceland, but I had retinal surgery instead. In May 2019, I was scheduled to help lead a month-long Study Abroad trip to London, but more retinal surgery forced me to stay home. In August 2019, due to a pet’s illness, I had to cancel my sixtieth birthday trip to northern California.
After all those ill-timed misfortunes, it seemed like I was cursed. However, I’m glad to report that the Travel Curse was finally broken in the fall of 2019. In October of that year, my husband John and I got to spend a little over a week in Romania, a country I’ve long wanted to visit.