Jogging for Groceries

My grocery hike last week spurred me into action.  I’ve always wanted to combine my run with a trip to the grocery store.  But then how do you get the groceries home?  I’ve never seen a ‘grocery jogger’, like a baby jogger.  But then the thought struck me, why not just use a baby jogger?  So I went looking for one that is inexpensive, doesn’t look like a stroller, and is convertible to a bike trailer.  Found and ordered this one.

Grocery joggerOn the trip to the store, it was obvious that people thought I had a baby in there.  That felt a little awkward.   Also, the front wheel wobbled badly when I jogged.  It was fine when I walked.

At the store, I pulled the front cover back, and used the carrier as my grocery cart.  I got a few curious looks, but no negative reactions.  The produce lady loved it, and so did another lady who walked by as I was talking to the produce lady.

On the way home from the store, the front wheel didn’t wobble at all.  The carrier obviously needs the weight in order to operate properly as a jogger.

Distance each way is 1.35 miles.  Total trip time was 80 minutes, with a full load of groceries, including a 16 pound bag of dog food.

IMG_3872aOne concern I have is with the way the front wheel sticks out.  It could be a tripping hazard for someone at the store.  I tried to maneuver the cart so the front wheel was never sticking out in the aisle.  The front wheel extension is on a hinge, and can fold back underneath the cart for storage.  So, I’m going to try to fashion a front wheel position that doesn’t stick out so far, for use at the store.  Stay tuned…

Welcome, Tiny Prince of Cambridge

Off topic, but prominent with me at the moment, is the emotion of the royal birth.  I got such joy this past 24 hours, watching with my friends on both sides of The Pond, as the events unfolded.  A heartfelt congratulations to the new parents, Will and Kate, and their families, and an adoring welcome to their baby Prince.  I was born the same year as Diana, so I have to realize I should be identifying with the new grandparents now.  Not being a ‘royal,’ I identify more closely with the Middletons.  It is hard to comprehend how Kate’s parents must have felt this morning waking up to the fact that they are grandparents to a future King.

Grocery hike

Today before it got too hot out, I walked to the grocery store and back,

using the trolley I bought in Amsterdam,

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wearing my other new pair of Xeros barefoot sandals,

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and listening to a library book on my Kindle.

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The entire trip took 90 minutes, and was as enjoyable as an errand can be.

Overnight Ferry

To get to Amsterdam from England and back, a friend and I tried the overnight ferry.  I enjoyed myself immensely.  I had a good dinner, a glass of wine, and got a comfortable night’s sleep in a cabin, and crossed the North Sea all in one package.  The ferry ticket included train fare from London Liverpool Station to Harwich, ferry passage from Harwich to Hoek van Holland, and train fare from Hoek van Holland to Amsterdam Centraal Station.

The sights while boarding were fascinating to someone who had never before ridden a ferry or crossed the Channel, or seen the North Sea.

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The ferry did not depart immediately.  I was able to look out at the activity in the Harwich port while I ate dinner in the ferry restaurant.

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There was no running or walking for fitness on the ferry. The space was just a little too confined for that.

But I did leaf through a Dutch version of Runner’s World while eating a wedge of chocolate cake/mousse.

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In the morning we disembarked at Hoek van Holland and caught the train to Amsterdam.

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Then, after 2 fun days and nights in Amsterdam, we followed the same routine for the return trip to England.

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I’m ready to go again.

Where in the world to start

Home from my trip.  I had hoped to make a few posts while traveling, but it wasn’t to be.  I was always on the move, or without a good internet connection, or a workspace from which to compose something.  So here I sit with 12 days worth of experiences, thoughts and photos, wondering where to start.  How about at the end?  My banner picture gives a clue–I went to Glastonbury!  I took so many photos, but it won’t do to post 300 or so…  The Rolling Stones and Mumford and Sons were highlights of the festival for me (although just being there was the main highlight).  I also loved PIL, Elvis Costello, Billy Bragg, and The Proclaimers.  I’m also thrilled that I now know about The Staves.  I saw so many excellent performances.

Early both Saturday and Sunday mornings, I managed to get in run/walks, pausing to take a picture whenever I saw something interesting.  It was great getting out and seeing things while the rest of the crowd was mostly asleep.

I got to Glastonbury by coach, a really great way to go, in spite of certain factors that intervened to make it a longer trip.  Traffic congestion at Stonehenge delayed our arrival, and caused me to miss a couple of Friday concerts I’d hoped to see.  As cool as Stonehenge is, I was on a mission to see the other “Stones.”

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But eventually, the coach crested a high ridge, and we could look down and see a panoramic view of the massive festival already underway.  There was a collective gasp from the coach passengers, followed by a sort of squeal, and then applause.

The next night I did see The Rolling Stones.  Me and 100,000 other fans.

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The sights around the festival grounds were all captivating.

Note the row of colorful loos at the left.  Tents and loos Toilets men mostly

Every morning the garbage truck came through and removed the massive amount of trash from every bin.  A corps of people followed on foot with bags and gloves, picking up what was left on the ground.

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Sometimes I could see the musicians on stage.

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Sometimes I had to look through others who were also having a great time.

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Sometimes the crowd was the view, and it was a great view.M&S crowd

Interesting people having a good time were everywhere.People

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This was the nighttime view from my tent.  I don’t want to forget it.    Nighttime view from my tent