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Formerly titled "The Traveling Job Coach" and then "The Traveling Athletic Director," this blog is
for me and my memory because it's not very good.
My memory is not very good. See what I mean?

This blog has also morphed into a place for me to share my thoughts on life and how I see the world.
These thoughts often bubble to the surface during my travels.

I don't concern myself with grammar. This is simply a place for me to record my memories,
thoughts and feelings while I travel.

I started this blog before my trip to Europe July 10-24, 2009. Email me at brosefield@gmail.com
whilst I'm traveling or comment on posts here if you see something that
strikes your fancy.

Yes, I used the words whilst and fancy in the same paragraph.

Monday, March 30, 2015

Passbook, You Sly Dog Ewe

Here's what just happened. 
Walked across the Columbia River:

Got here:

Talked to a scalper.  Then another.  And the another.  And then one more.  

Then I went to my phone, found a great seat at a great price. Checked with the ticket window just incase he had a better one. He didn't.  Then purchased ticket online and? Yep.  Put it in passbook 

Thank you Steve.  Rip City!!


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