Today is June 12th, 2026.

Today is June 12th, 2026.

So Bennie, Eric and the kids insisted on making a Belgian dish tonight for dinner, so we went out this morning and got groceries from the local Wal-Mart (I also made sure that Bennie and crew leave town with a bottle of Short Sugar’s barbecue sauce). Dinner was stuffed peppers, some kind of neatly cooked stuffed tomato which defies easy description, and potatoes and it was all awesomely delicious!!
But around 3:30 this afternoon, Eric went for a walk. And didn’t come back.
Long story short, we had to call 911 and have Rockingham County Sheriff’s Department look for him. A short while later a deputy that I’ve known for many years pulled into my driveway and said that he’d found Eric walking further up the road…
Turned out that the dude went for a walk awright. He walked more than five miles east through the woods, then hiked down ...
Man oh man, I really need a laptop now, don’t I?
Lisa and I arrived back home almost forty minutes ago. Already stuff is piled up on the plate that I’ll have to address in the next few days. No rest for the wicked, eh? Next time, I’ll try to blog some from the road too.
But right now, after a journey of epic proportions, I’m thankful for the adventure, for having a wonderful wife and best friend to share it with, and that God brought us back home. Fittingly, we crossed the border with Virginia right as James Taylor’s “Carolina In My Mind” was playing on my iPod.
In the next few days, expect a number of write-ups and YouTube-hosted video about what happened, which entailed chasing down Amish farmers, animatronic cows, the longest road trip to a barbecue joint ever, snogging Ukrainians and Bollywood hopefuls, absolute horror at ...
“Dear Lord, am I really doing this?!” A Few Good Men. Red eye over England. Bennie and her mom. Mayhem in the marketplace. The brothers. Lots of wine. The village countryside. The pissing statue. The dark hospital. The odd pizza. “Coke is better than beer!” The American compatriots. A prophecy fulfilled. The peculiar picnic. A strange place to celebrate the Fourth of July. The haunted ruins. The jibber-jabbering Belgian lady. Helping the three Russian students. A kiss on the hand for a real queen. “Le stupid American!” The Piano. Andre’s crazy cop cousin. The towering fortress on the river. The blood of Jesus Christ. Real magic. Cows at 150 miles per hour. The Eiffel Tower. The Bosnian refugees. The dead body in the alley. The Maquisard. The hunt for the Hard Rock Cafe. The singing drunk Frenchman. The four Dutch lasses. The unicycling saxaphonist. The Canadian Richard Petty ...