Connie Kashkawol's (conniekash) Blog

I've been absent from my blogging for about three weeks and apologize if you are waiting for the Pakistani segment.  I'll get there--I really do have some interesting photos once I learn how to download them into this blog--but I must take a detour in my story to explain what has happened this pa...

continued from 12/9... So...there I was getting ready for a new adventure.  I shopped for my new wardrobe at Army Surplus and purchased a new backpack. I updated the passport, got my shots and purchased several bottles of Lomatil and Antibiotics.  I sublet my apartment to a wild and crazy artist ...

continued from 12/6... Five years of marital bliss.  Oblivion, I call it now.  Richard, my husband, was a realtor.  People... men and women called our house all hours of day and night.  This was before email...before computers...before cell phones.  I was used to it.  I took messages and relayed ...

continued from 12/1... Experiences, both good and bad are meant to teach us things.  I learned much more than I had bargained for during my short marriage, but the most important lesson was that it would never and could never happen to me again.  I was so much wiser by the time I met Richard.  We...

continued from 11/22... Reality had to come sooner or later.  Here it was, June of 1969 and it was time to go home.  I'd been away 10 months but the adventures I had would be remembered for a lifetime. I settled in Playa del Rey, California, just south of Marina del Rey and though I missed Peter ...

continued from 11/16 We were detained by the West German border guards for almost three hours.  They wanted to know what we were doing, how we got to East Germany and did we know how lucky we were to not get ourselves shot at or maimed by one of the land mines.  Land mines?  Yes, they said, they ...

continued from 11/06 We were very snug in our big down covered bed.  The duvet was so thick and the linen smelled like it had just come off of the clothesline.  The things we remember... We got dressed and found our way down the stairs.  We were greeted by an English speaking German  who said he ...

continued from 10/25... Under no circumstances was I planning on spending even one night in an East German prison.  They were going to have to "Rodney King" me to get me into that cell.  Fortunately, for us, the guard most likely had never encountered 3 unarmed Canadian girls and seemed to be at ...

continued from 10/16... Oh, yes, I left off with those "big guns".  To girls who had never seen a real gun up close and personal, it was a lot to take in all at once.  The soldiers weren't shouting or speaking for that matter.  They were completely bewildered and looked at us then at each other t...

Picture this...The Wall behind us and three choices ahead.  We could go left and fall into enemy hands at the tower where the military was installed.  It's kind of like a lighthouse where the light does a 360 and escapees take their turn dodging the spotlight.  Straight ahead was an open grassy a...