According to Wikipedia, “Until the early 1800s, Grub Street was the name of a street in London’s impoverished Moorfields district. In the 1700s and 1800s, the street was famous for its concentration of mediocre, impoverished ‘hack writers,’ aspiring poets, and low-end publishers and booksellers, who existed on the margins of the journalistic and literary scene.” (Pictured is my love, Cynthia, at the southern tip of North Island, where Winyah Bay empties into the Atlantic, near Georgetown, South Carolina, the state's third oldest city.)
For the woman who is the love of my life and “travelin’ girl” who lets me tag along. My “Blog Princess”, always in search of something to write about, here are some thoughts.
There are few things we need, other than love and adventure and surprise. Here’s the adventure part.
I couldn’t make reservations because of our “adventures” into medical science. But here is my Christmas list for you, for our adventures … all of them or your choice … Let’s go!
