Posts Tagged‘Rochester’

Rochester, NY: Wedding Edition

We came. We hung out for awhile. We got married. Hey IRS! We’re legit now! If you’re not interested in marriage, or photos of marriage, or specifically photos of Jake & I getting married – go ahead and skip this post now. Because that’s what you’re about to get if you keep reading. From this moment on, you are doing this to yourself. You are subjecting yourself to photographic documentation of a really great day in our lives. As mentioned briefly in a previous post – the planning sucked. I’ve learned that I’m really not into planning a wedding. But…

Ditching Dyna: 2 Months In Rochester, NY

On August 1st, 2018, Jake, Lucy and I packed up some clothes and sundries, battened down the hatches, and ditched Dyna in the yard of our friend Jeffy’s parents’ home in Brockport, NY. We popped a few laundry baskets of random crap into the Jeep and moved into a short term lease apartment at the Sibley Center in downtown Rochester. For 72 days we basked in the glory of unlimited hot, high-pressured showers, a dish washer, unlimited unwrinkled laundry powers, and the ability to regulate the temperature of a room consistently. We didn’t have to ‘flush twice’ (empty our poop…

Ditching Dyna: Rochester/Owego Surprise

Disclaimer: This blog was written at a significant delay (November 2018). As in, the delay was so significant, that I don’t feel that I can accurately represent our time at this location in story form. So, I am just going to post photos I captured here and then ramble about some of my clear memories of the place via some bullet points. How did I get so far behind? Well, there was a summer visit from a nephew, and also a giant party in Rochester that needed to be planned for. But, also, if it comes down to blog writing…

Rochester, NY

Two sisters. A niece. Wegmans. Bagels. Genny Brewhouse. Good buddies. Polar Seltzer water. Garbage Plates. Jamaican Me Crazy coffee. Familiar running trails. Bill Gray’s. Hart’s breakfast sandwiches. There is so much to love about Rochester, NY. We love Rochester, NY. And also there is boring stuff like dentists, and veterinarians, and doctors, and dad’s doctors. But even the boring stuff is better in Rochester. I’ve mentioned it before, and here I go again (on my own – Whitesnake rendition): medical/upkeep needs are one of the shitty parts of nomadic life. I’m not fond of my Rochester doctor/dentist prodding around my body.…

Ditching Dyna: ‘Home for Christmas’

‘Home.’ It has become a word that needs a footnote in both writing and discussion. ‘Home’ as a location is now transient for us. We call ‘Dyna’ home, but we keep moving her. In this sense, home has been a dusty RV park in Utah. A paved 50x30ft spot crammed between travel trailers in Texas. A plot of BLM land without other human life forms for miles in New Mexico. That form of ‘home’ keeps changing.  We all know ‘home’ as a feeling too; in my heart, I know much of ‘home’ for me is still at ‘home.’ That ‘home’ is Western…