I admit it. I hate to fly. There. I said it. I am a wuss. And now I’ve said that too …
Category: Travel
OMG please stop public grooming – PLEASE!
I read my horoscope today. I don’t usually read my horoscope but I’m traveling today and when I travel I have a tendency to read just about anything to help my mind forget it’s some 30,000 plus miles in the air. Major sidebar here – but why the hell does the lady in front of…
Can a fairy godmother be an old black man?
When I was young and considerably more impressionable than I am now (well, OK, maybe that’s not entirely true … I still have my gullible moments — come to think if it, probably more than I should admit) I used to ride on trains. I traveled up and down the west coast, visiting family, sometimes…
Holding on to Paris with Humphrey Bogart
“We’ll always have Paris.” ― Humphrey Bogart as Rick Blaine, Casablanca Versailles. Arc de Triomphe. The Eiffel Tower. When I was in grade school these were a few of the places I dreamt about visiting. Fortunate to attend a small, private school where learning the French language was an everyday part of the curriculum, I…
How I know Mother Nature never had teenage daughters!
If a picture is worth a thousand words it must be one hell of a picture, eh? From the rain-drenched balcony of a hotel room daughter one asks: “Did you check the forecast before you booked the trip?” Daughter two chimes in: “Is it possible to get a flight home?” My family and I were…
Thank you MacGyver, I’ll be just fine …
I like being an American. Really, I do. I am a card carrying member of the red white and blue. But sometimes – I admit – I wouldn’t mind living off the grid for a while. Of course I’d want the rest of the world to go on standby and wait until I got back…
