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The Life and Times of Patricia, The Cheap Old Bag Part III

My dream is to one day trounce someone in Scrabble by playing the word trounce on a triple word score. Sadly, my dream did not bloom on the “extra” evening with my parents—a gift from the airline industry. Thank you, US Airways, American Airlines and, although your part in the gift of cancelled and delayed […]

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The Life and Times of Patricia, the Cheap Old Bag Part II

Like I said, I just knew the trip back to Munich would be smooth sailing. I was flying with US Airways—not the evil United Airlines who lost, then damaged, Patricia. I checked in online the night before, went to church with my parents, allowed a bunch of jolly Methodists to pray for my safe flight […]

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The Life and Times of Patricia, the Cheap Old Bag Part I

I bought Patricia last year for sixty dollars, which I recouped when Lufthansa poked a hole in her on her virgin voyage. Some folks would toss the bag and buy and sturdier, more stylish case; I taped that baby up and gloated to friends, “She might be ugly, but she’s paid for.” She? Patricia . […]

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The Long and Disappearing Road…Part III

The reason there are no pictures of me for this story is that 1) I don’t know how to digitize stone-age photos and 2) I am a little out of shape in those stone-age photos. Bigger is better in Brazil. The women have large behinds and large breasts; the men have their liter-sized beers and […]

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The Long and Disappearing Road…Part II

Full-bellied and pointed in the right direction, we were back on the road to Salvador in minutes. It was around four in the afternoon, so we had plenty of time to reach the next village-with-hotel by nightfall. Yet no sooner had this ambitious goal crossed our minds than our car rolled to a stop behind […]

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The Long and Disappearing Road

The road from Rio de Janeiro to Salvador is long . . . and winding . . . and often just not there anymore. The first “just not there anymore” came in the form of a landslide that had taken a bite out of the road, leaving just enough room to scoot by, which we […]

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