Bulgaria. In my mind, I pictured a quaint Eastern European country thriving with culture and history. Then, Abby and I went to Sunny Beach. On the bus from Istanbul to Bulgaria,where they served ice cream(!), I conjured up images of the country in my head … cobblestone streets, little villages tucked into mountains, historical citiesContinue reading “The Jersey – Sunny Beach – Shore”
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The Jungle Princess joins the Adventure
The first time I met Abby was in Las Vegas about four years ago. She was an editor and I was a publicist, so we had a few lunches and swam in some of the same circles of the Las Vegas social scene. I never imagined the next time I would see her would beContinue reading “The Jungle Princess joins the Adventure”
Downpours
Chris had it all planned out. We would take the ferry to a little town, then a bus to another little town and then – BAM! – Black Sea. I hadn’t been to the Black Sea yet and was excited to check it off of my list of “Seas I Have Swam In.” Claire metContinue reading “Downpours”
A love affair with Air-Con
I lived in the desert for four summers. The sweltering hot, Las Vegas desert. When people would tell me it was worse on the East Coast, that at least it was not humid, I would always retort: “You may not think it is bad, but try blowing a hair dryer on your face non-stop forContinue reading “A love affair with Air-Con”
Fairytale land
Napping is a beautiful thing. When I wake-up from a nap I feel refreshed. Revived. Renewed. I woke up mid-afternoon in Goreme and quickly emerged from the damp cave to take in my surroundings. Scotty sat outside at picnic bench, working on paper work. A few minutes later, Claire emerged from her bed, too. ClaireContinue reading “Fairytale land”
The Fez night bus of discomfort
“All aboard,” Scotty said, standing outside the Fez bus as a group of 16 of us loaded ourselves in. It was 8 p.m. and we were leaving Olympos, headed to Goreme in the Cappidocia region of Turkey. The ride was going to be a long one — 10 hours — and get us in toContinue reading “The Fez night bus of discomfort”
The return of the Hair Snob
I ran my fingers through my hair. It had grown a lot since I had it cut back in January. And it felt gross. Fried. “Arlene, this is disgusting,” I moaned, tugging at my sun-damaged locks. “I need to fix this or it will drive me nuts.” Fortunately, Arlene’s pre-travel life included being a stylist.Continue reading “The return of the Hair Snob”
Heat = Sea
Olympos was hot. Walking outside immediately caused sweat to pour from my body. Sitting in my room was an option, but only a kilometer or so away was the sea. And, that was a better option. Arlene and I strolled down the small road to the sea, dodging cars and trying to stay cool. OnContinue reading “Heat = Sea”
A BRIEF intermission: Month Six — Momma, I’m coming home
Today is Tuesday, Sept. 7. And, today begins the sixth month of my travels. I have an announcement to make: I am going home. On September 20. I had originally planned on extending my trip through early October and head back to Spain, however, plans have changed. The past month has been one of theContinue reading “A BRIEF intermission: Month Six — Momma, I’m coming home”
Summer camp for grownups
A few hours after my para-falling incident, the Fez Bus pulled into Kadir’s Tree Houses, the first “tree houses” to open in Olympos, Turkey. There had been a fire earlier in it’s history that devastated the site, but it had since been restored. And, subsequently during this time, other entrepreneurs followed the popular “tree house”Continue reading “Summer camp for grownups”
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