A BUNCH OF WINERS

Nobody has ever said to me “ You are pretty darned logical.” Not once. Not ever.

To illustrate, I refer to a couple of earlier posts on this site, one of which decried travel for travel’s sake, the other of which suggested that blogging is a “narcissistic” enterprise most of the time.

In the spirit of logical inconsistency, we are going to spend a few months travelling all over the place—in a 32’ land yacht, of all things—and I am going to blog about it. Looks like I missed the logic gene.

As to the first item—travel for travel’s sake—I still think that way most of the time, but I want to qualify a bit. I think that just going places to take the picture and get the t-shirt is not all that great. But this time we don’t just want to drive around and look at stuff. Instead, we want to investigate the human geography, by which I mean talk to people. Listen to them. Stay in places for more than a day or two and engage the locals. I think that Covid has made hermits out of the populace, so we want to get out of hermit mode a bit. That’s a little more defensible, isn’t it?

As to the second item—blogging as narcissism—I still think that way pretty much. Sometimes I read travel blogs or watch Rick Steeves or something and they kinda make me want to puke. Who cares, people? Why are you putting this stuff out there? Why am I looking at it? I feel that way even if I wrote the stuff.

But not this time. I hope. An author by the name of Erica Jong once said that you should write “for your people”. Not for money or fame or any other bitch goddess, but “for your people”. So I am going to write stuff for my people, not for some other twisted reason. Which brings me to the Winers. Not whiners, not winners, not wieners, but W-i-n-e-r-s.

As in Wine Wednesday, which I previously referred to, where seniors in the same condo building gather to visit and sip. Among whom, as I previously noted, is Pat, who said why don’t we keep the Wine Wednesday group posted on where we are and what we’re doing.

So I’m going do that. For the Winers. The Wednesday Winers. I’m going call them that not because they are whiners (they are not), but just because it makes me laugh. And whatever I post henceforth, I will have them in mind because that’s who it’s for.

Of course, if you run across it on the net, feel free to read. Or not. For that matter, the Winers are under no obligation to read it either. But I am going to address it to them, just to keep myself sane. And also because they asked. At least Pat did.

Dear Winers. I like it.