Author: fatzorroofcato

Well. I know I said there might be problems, but in the end, it was the easiest part of the journey.  After another run (this time along the harbour of San Diego) and, to counter that, the biggest breakfast burrito, we took the trolley to the border. It was an easy crossing.  Of course as … Continue reading Tijuana Brass

So we treated LA just like the great big freeway that Dionne told you it was and San Diego has already turned out to be a great final destination.  From lucking out in a legendary hotel (here's us on the roof terrace)  we had an amazing hour with a local lawyer discussing medieval England in … Continue reading Choice

The plan (you'll recall the plan) had been to dally and then spend a day on a lazy river in one of the very very many water parks that encircle Los Angeles. It was a brilliant plan and it's conception was from a coin toss. Couldn't be more me.  Then I checked and it turns … Continue reading Whims

It was tails. I was delighted. Tomorrow we dally to San Luis Obispo and we have a plan past that.  Sorry to keep you waiting. 

I'm not a planner.  I do have plans, but they're typically extrinsic. I know where I need to be tomorrow (though very rarely the day after that), I know whether there are things that need my attention at some point in the future (but only if not fixing them will cause a problem: if the … Continue reading Toss

Reviewing my photographs from a wonderful day in San Francisco (ran 5k, went to Alcatraz, walked 30,000 steps for the first time ever, had a very American comedy club night), Mrs Trigg picked this one and said …that's going to be a Cato poster, isn't it.  I have reached "predictable" and, d'you know: I rather … Continue reading Relationship goals

Decisions, decisions.  It's not that I'm not a fan of the couples holiday, it's more that I'd rather grab the proposer by the nipples and ask them what they've been paying attention to for the whole of their adult life.  I've done this particular trip before. With Finbar. It worked because, mostly, he had ideas … Continue reading Leisure is no place for democracy

You may know that I'm not a fan of driving. As much as possible in real life I avoid driving: - to get steps - to save the planet and - to minimise the chances of dying in a car crash (and not at all in that order).  Imagine my surprise then that today I … Continue reading Route One (oh, one)

Well, that was a day of exploring Portland's somewhat deliberately weird side. Started with a second run (5k downhill and then along the riverside park). Here's another map, in case you were wondering. I didn't even try to keep up with CHT and next time I shall revert to wearing headphones so I've got something … Continue reading Abe never came

Today was breakfast in Seattle, a visit to Mt St Helens Interpretive Centre and a mooch around Portland.  Seattle: we ran along the Port front park (meaning, Claire ran and I bobbed along in her wake). I've found that running is a nice way to see new places from a different perspective and I think … Continue reading She’s gonna blow