Cuba. Where do I start?
Where do I start to talk about Cuba? A prequel in the Miami hotel, ostensibly close but a world away from Cuba, where a plethora of pillows was unable to conceal the… Continue reading
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A history most perceptible when it’s intangible, fire ants, and a country with reason to be proud
Expectations are the fastest way to screw up an experience. – Me With that personal aphorism in mind, I flew down to an infamous foreign land with as blank a slate as… Continue reading
How do you describe an ice cave?
“The cave I was going to take you to is filled with water today, so you might die if we went there. Instead, have you heard of Crystal Cave?” Our guide, looking ruthlessly… Continue reading
Aurora Borealis makin’ me crazy
Aaaaaaarggghhh! I am tearing my hair out on this one. Aurora Borealis. A combination of the Roman goddess of the dawn/sunrise and the Greek god of the wind, the name conjures sweeping colors,… Continue reading
Ice gets up early
I’m not a morning person. “Grab hold of your attitude” I admonish myself, and try to remember the satisfaction of looking at the clock after a productive day and finding it’s only 11:00.… Continue reading
Now that’s just far too pretty. This is Jökulsarlon.
“Did you make it to Jökulsárlón?” asked my friend Jessica, when she heard I was in Iceland. The name didn’t ring any bells. “Don’t get on the plane without seeing it – really!” This… Continue reading
Hornafjordur. It won’t notice when it kills you.
Someone lived here. That’s the thing that boggled my mind, as I leaned into the wind, peering at the fuzzy shapes of dunes through the mesh of my cheap hooded shirt pulled across… Continue reading
Words didn’t happen in Iceland, but photos did
Iceland, for me, was a vacation from traveling. I had few cultural experiences there (one that threatened projectile vomit), met few Icelanders (guys in a bar explained how to avoid dating one’s cousin… Continue reading
I don’t believe you, but I love you anyway
They tell me this is one planet. All the same one. But I’m not sure I believe them. Because I remember walking down a backstreet in San Salvador, where children stopped their… Continue reading
Electrons on vacation, so the neurons went too
At first, it seems like one’s travel computer going on the fritz on the eve of a trip would be a bad thing. It probably is. But right this second, the lack of… Continue reading
