I’ve had requests — okay, one request — to show you my Home Sweet Home from now till May 5...
View from my balcony, early morning, steaming southwest in the Caribbean Sea
First thing each morning,
I make a double espresso
When I first arrived, there was a placemat-size magnetic map of the itinerary on my desk; I put it up on the wall
When I came back from dinner tonight, someone — Koomang, my Indonesian steward, no doubt — had left me a red magnetic marker so I can trace my route
Rec Room: Yoga mat and duds, ukulele
Balcony at night
Passepartout’s Peripatetic Home Office
travelling from place to place, in particular working or based in various places for relatively short periods.
"the peripatetic nature of military life"