Tasting Spain – Part Two (Down in the Deltebre)

An unexpected trip to southeastern Spain (at least that’s what I’m calling it) ended with the most disgusting thing I’ve ever had in my mouth on purpose. Sea nettles done paella style in rice. In the Deltebre, I thought I’d be adventurous and try a dish specific to the area. Something with rice. At this…

Tasting Spain – Part One

As I wander around Spain, I’m having a hard time finding yummy food.

Bucharest, not Budapest

So my BFF (and travel partner) and I have been running around Romania this month. Last week was Bucharest – where Michael Jackson apparently made the faux pas of enthusiastically shouting “Hello, Budapest!” to thousands of gathered fans. Sadly, it appears to be a common mistake. Admittedly, before coming here, I did want to visit…

Flush like a Venetian

Except for during certain urgent moments, we don’t normally find ourselves obsessing about toilets.

Holiday Hate, Holiday Love (and Madrid)

I used to hate Christmas and the holiday season in general. Every time November rolled around and that damn turkey came out, I turned into the Grinch, Grumpy Cat, and Maleficent all rolled into one. Obviously, without the cool outfits. I know the exact reason too. I’m nothing if not aware of my own traumas…

In the evening.

She wanders (wonders) the city at night, not searching. Cobblestones click under her shoes. The sunset fades. Her ears drink up the flood of Spanish, lisping and delicioso, oddly sensual on even the plainest of lips. She’s content with it all—the autumn evening that sinks gentle teeth into her shoulders, the winding streets leading to…

Spain – a little ahead of myself.

I’ve always had a love/hate relationship with driving. The love, MY love, is mostly about and for Z. Alice Cooper, my Ice Blue Mini Cooper 2-door Hardtop. She’s sleek and pretty and goes 100 miles an hour without you feeling it. Sitting in her number one seat with the radio blasting, the windows down, the…

Cuba on the Fly

For me, Havana was an interesting mixture of the vibrant now and haunting remnants of a glorious past.

Namibia was incredible…

There isn’t a lot I can say about the country without gushing except I wish I’d spent more time there. The decision to go was a last minute one after a camping trip in South Africa fell through. A hidden blessing. The Namib Desert was amazing! Such beauty stretched out to make me feel both…

Tanzania, Day 1. The Beginning.

The little plane gives a vicious lurch and the guy beside me curses and latches on tight to his pillow. I’ve been silently calling him an asshole for all of the 1.5 hour flight – he kept bumping me without an “excuse me” to be heard – so I feel little sympathy for his burp…