|Heading home at 40,000 ft.|
Wolfe's 1940's book, by the way, is about a fledgling author who makes unflattering references to his hometown in his writings and finds that when he goes home again, his family and friends aren't pleased with the way he depicted the place.
|American home is at Lake Chelan, Washington State|
The rest of us - who haven't penned such a piece - can certainly go home again. All we need is the time and energy to do it. This year it has felt like both were a bit in short supply for us.
|At Home in Washington|
And the only flack we get from family and friends is that we haven't allowed enough time to see them all. I can tell you that when you are blessed to have lived 70 years and have a lifetime of accumulated friends, it just isn't possible to see them all during a month-long stay.
|The Butte in the distance - Chelan, Washington|
Of course, one might ask what is meant by 'going home' when you are an expat with roots in one country and strong ties to another.
I turned to one of my favorite writers, Frances Mayes, to see if she answered that question in her new book, 'A Place in the World, Finding the Meaning of Home'. She doesn't provide any answers, but certainly provides food for thought. Even travelers can relate to some of her observations.
|Home is where. . .??|
It has been a perfect read during our stay in the Pacific Northwest. I've not had much reading time though as we've found ourselves with far more on our to do list than will ever be accomplished and far more people to spend time with than is humanly possible.
Whoosh. . .the month is gone. By the time many read this, we will be back in The Stone House on the Hill in the Peloponnese.
The Rest of the Story
Because I told you about tackling that 'to do' list in my last post, I wanted to wrap up those tales before we leave:
|My phone delivered to the door here - a treat!|
The quest for a new mobile device (phone) for use in the U.S turned out to be a multi-week effort. I simply wanted to buy a newer phone from my service provider, Verizon. Told that I had a plan that didn't allow for the purchase, they sent me off to one of America's big box stores, Walmart, to buy the phone. When I returned to Verizon with the new phone so they could assist in the switch over, I found I had bought a 'locked' phone that only works with Consumer Cellular, another service provider.
This time a different clerk - without bright blue hair - suggested a new phone plan for me which. . .drum roll. . .actually gave me the phone I had wanted to buy for free, just by changing plans. Thirty minutes later the new phone was working, and I returned the ordered phone to Walmart.
I must note that in Greece phones are sold 'unlocked' meaning you can put any providers' SIM card in them, in fact two providers could exist in one phone. This 'locked' business seems to be a US glitch.
|Leading a duck's life at Lake Chelan in Manson|
Our new bank account is up and running, after having passed all the identification and security checks initially required. However, the checks associated with it are lost in the mail. They were sent on Aug. 31st and should have been delivered a week ago (an automated voice told me that when I called the bank).
A trip to our local post office provided no answers as I had only a photo of the package sent by the bank, not a tracking number. A second call to the bank finally got me to a human who couldn't help because we had not 'paid extra' for a tracking number. Paid extra. . .really??
|Back in 2021 when it was a drive through affair|
We failed to get our Covid booster shot while here. The newest vaccine doesn't hit the shelves until the week after we leave. I was questionable for the shot as I came down with shingles in July and still have the rash. It turns out a side effect of the shot could be shingles, or reactivating shingles. Always something new to learn, isn't there?
On the Flip Side
|Our Stone House on the Hill in the Greek Peloponnese|
Meanwhile back in Greece our neighbors report we've been without municipal water for several days on several occasions since we've been gone. Facebook pages from our area show mountains of garbage that have accumulated at municipal bins.
No place is perfect, we've concluded. But we still are happy to have two places in the world where we are surrounded by good friends and neighbors; places that we call home. We just may see them a bit differently than we did when we left them. And maybe that isn't such a bad thing.
Again, thanks for your time with us. Hope you'll join us again next time when we will be writing from our slice of Greece~