Daughter Liz and I stopped at the Farmers Market here in the Woodlands to sample the abundant delicacies so lacking in availability during our year away. \u00a0\u00a0Ran into several bike riding friends and chatted.\u00a0 One came up to me and said \u201cWelcome back to the real world\u201d.\u00a0 Funny but I thought we had been living in the \u201creal world\u201d for the past year.\u00a0 Living in a tiny box on wheels, sleeping at Wally World parking lots\/Elks Lodges\/gravel parking lots next to trains and freeways, being an hour away from the nearest urgent care or hospital, shopping in grocery stores that don\u2019t stock fresh veggies, drinking water that smells like rotten eggs or tastes like dirt, working in an non air-conditioned office where temperatures reached 113 while dust blows in and covers everything, cleaning 7 toilets every day for two months, that\u2019s what\u2019s out in the \u201creal world\u201d.\u00a0 Thank heavens I’m back in privileged civilization!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Daughter Liz and I stopped at the Farmers Market here in the Woodlands to sample the abundant delicacies so lacking in availability during our year away. \u00a0\u00a0Ran into several bike riding friends and chatted.\u00a0 One came up to me and … Continue reading