Hartford Outside the Box: Final Installment?

Well, I made it about six months. Frankly, I’m impressed I made it past the second installment. As much as I enjoy research, fitting it in is tough when the repositories are only open the same hours I¬†work. It was fun, but it’s time to suspend my campaign…oh wait…

I put a question mark in the title of this post because, who knows, I may pick it up again on a less regular schedule. But between now and then, here is a history of the Hartford’s House of Comfort. Some of you may have seen it before; I originally published it in January on my other site (which is going dark by March 31).

Happy reading…

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It’s the middle of the night…

“Why are you here,” asked the woman at Passport Control. I gave her the short answer (the longer answer can be found in a few of my previous posts, which I can’t easily figure out how to link to with this app). She was asking for security reasons, but in terms of why I am in Israel, it is a pretty good philosophical question. “Because I was invited” doesn’t seem like the best answer. Nor does “because everyone told me I’d love it and have a great time.” As I write this at some dark hour, the answer seems to be, “because who doesn’t love jet lag?”

In all seriousness, I’m not sure I really have an answer. So if you continue to read this blog, you will probably find out along with me. There are a few things I am certain of, though. While I do want to keep in touch with everyone back home, and I do want to take pictures, write personal journal and blog entries, I also know from previous experience that I don’t want to spend too much time tied to my technology. Screens take away from the experience.

Now it’s time to try sleeping again…