A Year in the Life of a Tour Director
June 27, 2020 It took me three hours to get to my first lighthouse, on Oak Island, and I was already tired. At 3:15 in the morning, my rest stop turned into a disco when at least 8-9 cars packed with people showed up. All their plates....Florida. Apparently, they are bringing their Covid-infected bodies north.... Continue Reading →
June 26, 2020 I certainly got a free sauna treatment last night from sleeping in the car in the south. It’s much hotter than I expected. Nobody bothered me last night but tonight‘s rest area apparently is patrolled by police so I expect them to shoot me out at any time. I drove into Savannah... Continue Reading →
June 24, 2020 I coughed myself awake, only once, at 3:30 AM and was convinced that I had the coronavirus until 4:45 AM. Eventually back to sleep, I then dreamt that I was back in high school and a girl made fun of my pajama pants pattern. I ended up chasing her. I woke up... Continue Reading →
June 23, 2020 For some ungodly reason, I woke up at 6am. Apparently, I was excited to go to the beach and get my first lighthouse pic. Rick rolled downstairs an hour later stunned at me hunkered down without coffee reading. Coffee, bagels, pack the car, 800 SPF applied and off we went. Located right... Continue Reading →
June 19, 2020 I was in junior high when I climbed Mount Whitney. It took us two miserable days to reach the 14,505 foot peak. I was with my friend's insane family. Seriously, they were completely nuts. I don't know what my parents were thinking allowing me to go off high into the Sierra with... Continue Reading →
June 17, 2020 Ok. There are quite a few more lighthouses than I expected. New Jersey, you brought your A-Game when prepping for nautical safety back in the day. 18 that I can actually get to without a boat. But Massachusetts, I stopped counting at 35+. You came to win! (If building lighthouses was a... Continue Reading →
June 15, 2020 I can't take it anymore. I have to get out of this apartment. 2020 sucks. This year, so far, has yielded a mid-January hysterectomy, two weeks later I flew to Hong Kong (for an adult tour) and was trapped with my group for one month on the NCL Westerdam in the South... Continue Reading →
