Reading: Female Nomad and Friends by Rita Golden Gelman

Female Nomad and Friends (Tales of Breaking Free and Breaking Bread Around the World) by Rita Golden Gelman

Reactions: Enjoyed immensely. Not as much as her first travelogue, Tales of a Female Nomad, but quite close.

This travelogue is different from her first book in that Female Nomad and Friends is not written entirely by Golden Gelman. The stories come from other women travelers (with a handful contributed by Rita, and one man) who share their adventures of life on the road. All of the stories share a common thread of food. Eating exotic dishes, helping in the kitchen without sharing the same language, cooking for new friends.

Add Rita Golden Gelman to the list of People I Would Love to Meet. Her life so different from my own!

Now that I’m done with the book, I’m going to try out the recipes that appeal to me. Yes, the book has recipes! Brilliant. I’ll be trying out the Thai dishes first.

Why I read the book: I can’t get enough of these books – women traveling the world, adventures into unknown lands. I love traveling; the packing, airports, meeting new people, the joy of returning to tell friends and family what you discovered. Dreaming of going back again.

It’s been a long time since I’ve had such an adventure. If I miss one thing about being single, it’s the freedom to pick up and GO. Raising a family and homeschooling has kept me close to my home turf these past years. I think that’s why I enjoy these women travelogues so much. I can live vicariously through them.

Homeschool – mom moment: Since I loved Tales of a Female Nomad so much, I was happy to find Golden Gelman’s new book at the bookstore the other day as I shopped with my 11 year old. When she read the cover, she immediately recognized the author’s name. Our favorite children’s book by Rita is Pizza Pat. Care to guess how many times I’ve read it aloud? It’s a good thing I like it too.

Female Nomad and Friends by Rita Golden Gelman

Women’s retreat, Blue Mountain, PA (June 2010): reactions, reflections

view from Blue Mountain, PA

Two days home now. Here is what I’m thinking:

I ate too much. I’m afraid to get on the scale.

I know in my head that if you gather a group of women together, the odds are good you will find victims of abuse and neglect. At the retreat, I heard several of these stories from those in our group. My heart had a harder time accepting it; I was shocked, angry, and now I’m just sad for what these ladies had to endure.

It’s fun to act silly.

Gwen Mouliert is quite funny. Better yet, she knows her Bible.

Girls suffer at the hands of women too. Negligent mothers, take note.

I have great talent for eating Doritos.

As a girl and grown woman, I have suffered little compared to some of my sisters-in-Christ.

I love my friends.

I like sleeping on the top bunk in my sleeping bag.

I prefer less air conditioning.

We serve a powerful, loving God who heals the brokenhearted. Thanks be to God!

Three hundred women singing It is Well (With My Soul) is beautiful.

another view at Blue Mountian Christian Retreat