Home in Oman

Abdul Hakim drove like gas was super cheap, the roads were paper smooth, and traffic almost non-existent. Granted, all of that was true in Oman, plus his engine roared with competency when he… Continue reading

Announcing my Next Tour, Merry Christmas!

The bright little lights sparkle all the way down the row of tidy stalls. They seem sharper in the cold winter air. Look above the row to see the dignified old buildings of… Continue reading

Expat Living: Dutch healthcare insurance

Imagine you’re a new pilot who has trained on simulators but this is your first time 35,000 feet up. You’re pretty sure you know what you need to know, but there’s a constant… Continue reading

Adding Oman to the Family

The main thing tourists do in Muscat is visit the souq, or marketplace, in nearby Muttrah. Given how hot Oman gets (50C / 122F in summer) they share the latitudinal tradition of resting… Continue reading

Happy International Women’s Day

The question we asked Cuban women that is clearest in my mind was off from the beginning. My previous partner and I had traveled to the blockaded island to ask women there about… Continue reading

An Omani Gift

The first two steps would be easy, but the third may have disturbed my sleep the night before. (Or it could have been the chilis.) Phase One was catching the bus from Sur… Continue reading

Time to go!

It will take me longer than I expected to get to Oman tonight. Tomorrow morning seems late for just four little time zones. The plane pulling away from the gate always makes me… Continue reading

What I Found in Luxembourg

I wasn’t sure about Luxembourg. I enjoyed it as a largely clueless tourist, but would it satisfy the discerning Europhile I had in mind for a tour member? I’ve lived in and love… Continue reading

Why Rotterdam?

People ask me that a lot, and I’m never sure how to answer. Partially, there are so many reasons to love this city, I have to choose where to start for that person.… Continue reading

Winter’s Comfort (& a Secret Benelux Holiday)

I felt like I was dressing to be launched into space, instead of a hop to the Friday market. For most of my life, cold weather meant a sweater, maybe a jacket. Here… Continue reading