Travels with Charlize

This is a photo of one of many small restaurants inside the Mercado del Puerto. All of the separated restaurants have an open, wood-fueled, grill like this one where most…

We discovered veterinary medicine in Uruguay is alive and well. The college of veterinary medicine was started in the second decade of the 20th century and is part of the…

The music and dancing is called Candombe. Originating with African slaves, it has become part of the culture and heritage of Uruguay. The style of music features three different drums:…

My oversized ego makes me believe this first separation from Charlize has made her very sad. When I left her with the young couple who agreed to care for her…

“I want to go to Marfa,” Alexis said, “ it’s on my bucket list.” “What and where is Marfa?” I responded. “Marfa, Texas — it’s an artists’ colony and has…

The Phoenix I knew, before leaving in 1970, is no more. The northern suburbs now stretch all the way to Cave Creek. My brother and sister-in-law moved to Cave Creek…

We’re on the road again, Charlize and I, this time with company. Alexis and her two Yorkshire terriers, Mimi and Zsa Zsa, are making travel even more fun. We left…

My Edmonds News is pleased to welcome back “Travels with Charlize” by Dr. David Gross. We are back in the Sandhills of Nebraska visiting old friends on their ranch, something…

Part 51: Heading Home While visiting with my brother and his family in the desert near Cave Creek, Arizona For a couple of weeks Charlize and I reveled in sun,…

Part 50: Old stomping grounds-continued After eating overpriced Mexican food — fancy presentation, ordinary taste — in Sedona, Charlize and I braved the traffic to Cottonwood. The old road is…

Part 49: Old stomping grounds It is after dark and we finally arrive in Las Vegas. We enter town on a freeway I know nothing about, five or six lanes…

Part 48:  Oregon and beyond Charlize and I are driving through southeastern Oregon and into California. The winter landscape is much like Eastern Washington — rolling hills, windmill farms generating…

Part 47: On the Road Again On Sunday, Feb. 9 the family and I ended the official mourning period, according to our traditional upbringing, with the service for the unveiling…

Part 46: Lobbying In my last column, I described some of the major issues involved in the Homelessness Advocacy Day Jan. 28 of this year. Perhaps the most disturbing fact…

Part 45: Homeless Charlize decided I need to get mad and motivated about something, then work to change it. FACT: A recent study published in the medical journal Pediatrics reported…

Part 44: What does the future hold? Charlize is on the floor at my feet. I am relating all of this to her, but she seems disinterested, at best. Both…

Part 43: Searching for a meaningful life So—phase I is completed and I’m ready for phase II. I know I can manage life on my own; the next question is…

Part 42: The End, The Beginning My travels with Charlize will continue. She is, after all, a great travel companion and provider of comfort and attention. My search to discover…

Part 41: Seaman Confinement while my surgically fused ankle heals provides time for reading, perhaps too much. No — that’s not possible. Along with my infatuation with all of Steinbeck…

Part 40: Stuck in the house One aspect of growing old, for animals and us humans, is that joints wear out. Osteoarthritis is characterized by loss and/or degeneration of the…

Part 37: A much different kind of journey Four weeks ago Charlize and I embarked on a new, a different kind of trip. This trip requires new and different skills….

Part 38: Eureka The Whale Watch Inn doesn’t have a breakfast room. At 8 a.m., according to my Timex, a discrete knock on the door announced my breakfast’s arrival —…

Part 37: Elephant seals and amazing scenery Charlize and I stopped at yet another vista, this one full of cars, trucks, campers, RVs and a lot of folks. The signs…

Part 36: The road home Charlize and I are on the road again. We spent two weeks visiting my son and his family in their beautiful new home in Carlsbad,…

Part 35: A Headstone Wednesday was not a good day. It was time to do something about arrangements for a headstone for Rosalie. It seems nothing about losing a loved…