Legs in wheelchair

I’m just about the luckiest person around. When I get tired, I just pull my fake legs off and bribe my granddaughter, Sierra, to carry them. Her mom is more than happy to relinquish the job.

Splitting in half

The only problem is that Dave takes me seriously, deciding the top half of me should stay in the car and my lower half should go sightseeing.

This happened on the Old Nagasendo Highway, between the restored villages of Magome and Tsumago, a couple of hours outside of Matsumoto, Japan. We were heading to the World Parkinson Congress 2019 in Kyoto, Japan where I gave a keynote address at the Opening Ceremony on Tuesday night.