Ineffable

Inefffable: (adj) Too great to be expressed in words. late Middle English: from Old French, or from Latin ineffabilis, from in- ‘not’ + effabilis

beautiful lines to rest yourself in – Venezuela

Let us think the unthinkable, let us do the undoable, let us prepare to grapple with the ineffable itself, and see if we may not eff it after all. ~~ Douglas Adams

I attempt to surround myself with ineffable individuals.  I put them on a pedestal, not so much to elevate them, more in an endeavor to hoist myself to their awesomeness.  I seek to balance myself next to them and with my utmost energy work on becoming equal to them.

“Surround yourself with those who won’t compete but will revel in your success and see your ascent as a reflection of their own possibilities.”  ~~T.D. Jakes

When you surround yourself with negativity and ugly, I think you become that.  I have been scolded by many for appearing to run away from problems.  I have tried to explain that I am not running away from anything, just trying to run towards solutions, happiness, and the amazing light that I find when moving away from the dark.

“You are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem and smarter than you think.”  ~~ A. A. Milne

I seek the company of dreamers and achievers, those with strength, dignity, ethics, and humor.  My best companions, friends, and mentors are those that strive for the best, even when surrounded by the worst and build me up, helping me to build up others.

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“Surround yourself with those who see greatness within you, even when you don’t see it yourself!”  ~~Zig Ziglar

Ofelia; Rob; Ben; Tvisha; Ktrammel; Janeen; Abvr; Tim; Carole; Mark: Hamish

Peripatetic

Peripatetic (noun) Origin: Greek | peri·pa·tet·ic A person who spends his time wandering.

If there is a word that most describes me, it would be this word.  I AM a peripatetic.  I started my life as one and I believe that is how it will end.

I have mentioned this several times, but from the time I was a very small child. I read books on travel and adventure.  From the wild west to space exploration.  I loved the idea of being anywhere and everywhere.  I loved all things related to magic, space, the future, the past, immortality, and any form of travel, survival, and escape.

My first attempts at travel (meandering and wandering throughout the world), were simple road trips close to home.  I’m not sure why my mom and dad allowed me to drive from Spokane to Shelby at 16, by myself, through a mountainous, and over a sometimes dangerous highway.  But they did, so I did. Meh, it was the 80s.  I’m still alive.

My best friend in high school was also game for wandering here and there. I think we started in what appears to be the 1800s?

We wandered by car, dance, skiing, and apparently a bit of cannibalism.  At 17, both of our parents allowed us to drive from Spokane to Seattle and off into Canada. Again, it was the 80s and meh.. we are both still alive..

I have wandered with friends, cousins, kids, and whoever else was game.  I have wandered by train, plane, moto bike, bicycle, boat, balloon, parachute, hashing, hiking, tram, subway, slide, skeleton, camel, elephant, my daughter’s back, and car (just to name a few modes of maneuver).

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My favorite wanderings were by car, followed super closely by train.  I love seeing new things ahead of me but also love seeing what I’m leaving behind in my rearview mirror.

There is something magical about wandering across the U.S. and other countries by car that is difficult to replicate.  One of the beautiful things is when you are in a car is that everything is directly in front of you.  Sometimes it is annoying (heavy traffic) and other times, it simply takes your breath away.

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You are going slow enough to really see things.  If you see something you like, you can stop and take a photo, interact with the actors in this flick that you have just created.  You can experience your surroundings in any way you choose.  Admittedly, sometimes it can be terrifying and sometimes you feel like you have been taken hostage, or you have taken your passengers hostage!! I’m delighted to say that both of my daughters have developed a love of wandering as well.  I personally feel that the many wanderings we have made, have drawn us closer than nearly anything else we have done in our lives.  We have this expansion that has happened in our heads that can never be reduced or taken away.

The same goes for walking.  When you hike or walk, you are in the thick of it. You can be invisible and interact or you can simply pass through.  I think so many people miss the purpose of travel because they are constantly flying from here to there, simply to get there.  Dude!!! For me it’s the journey.

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“I am not the same, having seen the moon shine on the other side of the world.” – Mary Anne Radmacher

Wanderings: mousumi; fanny; srikanth; islandtraveler; dave; janny; sonofasailor; alec; ab; artsyfartsy; karen; Gary; laura; geekyhooker; Ruth

Coffee, Coffee, Coffee

Best way to start the day. Coffee in Prague

I think the biggest misconception about me is people really don’t know who I really am. They see the party side of me, they see the crazy side of me. But I also have a laid-back side. You know, I’m chill, down to earth. If you want to grab a cup of coffee and just talk about life, I can do that. Nicole Polizzi

Coffee, tea, mimosas, roasted cinnamon bread = breakfast in Prague.

Best way to start the day. Coffee in Prague

The thing about coffee is…

It is everywhere, you can have it with anyone, there are many different ways of having it, it can start a day, end a meal, start a conversation, and fill in any and every blank.

If this is coffee, please bring me some tea; but if this is tea, please bring me some coffee. Abraham Lincoln

If you don’t like coffee?  Well, there is tea. 24 days in Croatia brought us coffee and tea experiences (and sometimes mimosas for a wake up call).  Best way to start the day and sometimes, the best way to end the day.

Coffee is a language in itself. Jackie Chan

With coffee you can…

Talk, listen, think, rest, feel, taste, smell.

What goes best with a cup of coffee? Another cup. ~Henry Rollins

Random wake up calls from Washington State to Washington DC.

This coffee falls into your stomach, and straightway there is a general commotion. Ideas begin to move like the battalions of the Grand Army of the battlefield, and the battle takes place. Things remembered arrive at full gallop, ensuing to the wind. The light cavalry of comparisons deliver a magnificent deploying charge, the artillery of logic hurry up with their train and ammunition, the shafts of with start up like sharpshooters. Similes arise, the paper is covered with ink; for the struggle commences and is concluded with torrents of black water, just as a battle with powder. ~Honoré de Balzac, “The Pleasures and Pains of Coffee”

You know I love coffee

A Simple Cup o’ Joe – Venezuela; A Simple Cup o’ Joe – Nigeria  I have a confession to make – Venezuela; Morning Reflections – Everywhere ; Definitely a first world problem – Costa Rica; Costa Rica – Land of... – Costa Rica; Fantastic Kids – Nepal:  Coffee Break – Turkey; I’m sensing a trend – Amsterdam;  Another Cup O’Joe – Nigeria

Fellow coffee talkers

parttimemonster; zenandpi; catsnchocolate; leavesetlivres; scribbleandscran; truenorthbricks; trentsworld; caroljforrester; whatrhymeswithstanza

 

Another Cup O’ Joe- Nigeria

I have measured out my life with coffee spoons. T. S. Eliot

Coffee does indeed seem to be an obsession of mine.  Past coffee posts for which I sipped coffee while writing:

A Simple Cup o’ Joe – Venezuela; I have a confession to make – Venezuela; Morning Reflections – Everywhere ; Definitely a first world problem – Costa Rica; Costa Rica – Land of... – Costa Rica; Fantastic Kids – Nepal:  Coffee Break – Turkey

I even have a favorite coffee compilation:  40Songswithcoffee

So here I go again down that road…

So a coffee tour in Nigeria.  It was pouring down rain right before we left so I dressed accordingly.  I assumed it would be like my past coffee tours and I would be stomping through a coffee farm in the pouring rain.  I was rather looking forward to it.  Well, not so much.  It was a very civilized tour of a roasting facility.  We were able to look at some great photos, machines, hear about the history of how coffee was discovered, how it arrived in Nigeria and how it arrives today.

We were also shown how to grind, roast, taste and rate a variety of coffee bean varieties.  We sampled coffee from Kenya, Ethiopia, Nigeria, and a couple of other African countries.  It was delicious and informative.  I was very impressed with the baristas‘ knowledge about all aspects of coffee. It was also super impressive to see the many different ways you can roast and prepare coffee.  There were even folks who didn’t drink coffee on the tour.

I hope you enjoyed the tour and thanks for stopping by.

“What do you want?”
“Just coffee. Black – like my soul.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

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Other Doors

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• Eclipse of the moon
• Naomi
• Mama Cormier
• Anewlifewandering
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