Day after day, Bob and I harvest, cook, mow, trim, and weed together. This is what dual retirement looks like.
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A Little Trip to the Big Apple
A pilgrimage to familiar territory.
How we escaped the American Dream and moved to Belize twenty-five years ago.
We hear the outside world from inside our mothers’ wombs, while sleeping, and after all other senses have lost their grip, we hear from our deathbeds.
Our recent beach trips have met with obstacles, but that trend will soon end.