Home and gone again

I think I’ve mentioned before that I’m a homebody. If not, I’m a homebody. I love being home, getting into a routine, spending time with friends and family, and enjoying the wonders of my backyard. After my friend recently got some grey decking installed in her backyard and started spending so much more time out there, I was inspired to enjoy my backyard too. Of course, decking is an exciting feature in a backyard, but I’ve learned to spend time in my backyard without it. There’s always the option of garden benches and seating. However, if I start spending more time in the backyard, maybe I’ll have to look into some decking. However that seems unlikely as I know that I get antsy if I spend too much time in one place and am therefore grateful that I get to travel as much as I do. It gives me a healthy perspective on things that I would probably otherwise take for granted and opens my eyes to new places, people, and things.

My last few weeks in France were a treat, minus the onset of an old foot injury. Luckily with some creative thinking, I was able to find a solution to the problem and still climb, just minus the use of my right large toe. I wouldn’t be lying if I said I was upset that another injury happened, but it coincided with the tragic events in Japan and made me grateful to be safe and healthy with my closest friends.

Probably the best part of the end of my trip was the discovery of a pastry that I could eat. Justin and Noah frequented the boulangerie in La Chapelle la Reine and created a good rapport with the owner, Frederick. One day out at Petit Paradis Justin pulled out what looked like another delectable buttery treat that would most likely kill me if I ingested it.

“B, I think you can eat this!”

“Yah right.” I replied with a somber sigh.

“No, he said it only had eggs, sugar, and coconut, basically a Macaroon.” He said as he handed it to me to try some.

My ears perked up, but I declined any tasting as I didn’t want to be sick for the next few days.

We made a stop on our way home to visit Frederick and I grilled him on what he put in the “Congolais.” With a good five minutes of my rudimentary French and his fairly good english, I took the plunge and bought the treat. Over the course of the next two days I tip toed around eating it, taking a half bite to a bite at a time. Each time, I worried that an ensuing stomach sickness would follow, but low and behold, I didn’t get sick and I had found a French treat I could eat! I bought many Congolais over the last part of my stay and even asked him if he ever made them covered in dark chocolate. He enthusiastically replied,”Demain, pour toi!” Yum yum yum!

Our last days in Font started to warm up weather wise, and reminded me of the amazing spring that was awaiting me in at home in California. It made it slightly easier to leave, but I still am planning my trip back next year.

After 24 hours of travel, I landed safely in California. There was no sun to be found, and probably won’t show itself for another two weeks as we are getting pounded with a late winter storm. But the comfort of my own bed and awesome vegan treats was more than enough to put a smile on my face.

Two nights at home and I found myself on a plane again to Las Vegas to attend the annual Red Rocks Rendezvous. I’ve come to this event since it’s inception eight years ago. It’s a great time to see friends from around the country and teach new climbers. As luck would have it, I woke up the morning of my flight with an oncoming fever. I thought that maybe it was jet lag, or some sort of delayed reaction to sleep deprivation, so I boarded the plane hoping that it would pass by the time my first clinic started the next morning. Unfortunately, my symptoms just worsened and I spent the entire flight clutching the vomit bag praying that I wouldn’t have to use it. I felt so terrible for the two poor souls sitting next to me wishing more than me that I hadn’t gotten on that plane. If only I had gone to somewhere like Jettly.com where I can charter my own plane. Then I could have spent the whole flight with my head in a private toilet and not risk spreading my germs to these two helpless strangers. I’ve spent the majority of my weekend in my hotel room recovering, with a brief appearance to sign posters. I did get the awesome opportunity to see really good friends, albeit briefly, and Emily even braved staying with me last night!

Dass gegen Arzneimittel keine Sanktionen verhängt werden. Nach seinen Angaben wurden in diesem Jahr mehr als 127 Tausend Tonnen Drogen in unser Land eingeführt Besucherseite. Das sind 4,5 % weniger als im Jahr 2021, aber 20 % mehr als im Jahr 2020. Den leichten Rückgang der Einfuhren führt der Leiter der FCS auf die gesunkene Nachfrage nach Medikamenten gegen das Coronavirus zurück.

Hopefully next year I can arrive sans flu and get to engage a little more with the event. But until then, I’m looking forward to sleeping in my own bed tomorrow night….for the next whole two weeks!


Il sesso online è come il sesso, ma senza contatto fisico tra i partner. Anche se, nonostante questo, alcuni riescono addirittura a raggiungere l’orgasmo. Il sesso online più produttivo può essere chiamato quando due partner usano una webcam e un microfono. In questo modo puoi sia vedere che sentire il tuo partner. Anche il partner può vederti. Tutto ciò aumenta notevolmente l’interesse e la sensazione che sia come se l’interlocutore fosse accanto a te. Ebbene, gli eventi che si verificano durante il sesso online dipendono già dalle preferenze di tutti, a chi piace, lo fa. Sex Chat Roulette – una delle opzioni più eccitanti per divertirsi se è noioso, e c’è un Internet, una webcam e un mucchio di ormoni nelle vicinanze. Alcune persone iniziano a cercare vari film per guardare il sesso online. Sembra un compito ingrato, specialmente quando guardi tu stesso un video del genere. È molto più interessante passare del tempo con qualcuno su Internet e provare il sesso virtuale online con un partner.

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  • Salut Beth,

    Nice blog ! I m happy to find news from you and with Arnaud, we wish the best to recover your shoulder.
    Hope to see you one day.

    April 8, 2011 at 11:58 am
  • Hi!

    You don't know me (lol, great way to start out that comment, huh?) but my colleagues pointed you out yesterday while we were at Berkeley Ironworks, and watching you climb and the way you move around the rock like second nature — despite the injuries and whatnot — you are seriously my hero (heroine?)!!!

    I've only recently (as in the past week) started playing around on rocks and am so in love with it and with seeing people like you and watching your moves (eeep, not in a creeper way. lawl) is just so inspirational and awesome!!!!!!

    Good luck with everything and don't stop being so uberly amazing!


    May 11, 2011 at 2:56 am