First, I was too hot. Then, I was too cold. Then, I was just pure miserable.
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Boobs and a bath
After my prude showing in Budapest, I knew I HAD to visit a Hamam while visiting the intoxicatingly colorful and wild Morocco. Besides, “Losing inhibitions” is on my Bucket List.
One-thousand welcomes
I had been warned ahead of time, ignore people on the streets in Morocco. They will talk to you, befriend you, then demand money when you go your separate ways. Oh yeah, I was going into Morocco armed with so much knowledge about what to do, how to act, what to wear (cover your body,Continue reading “One-thousand welcomes”
Affairs of the something or other
The cluster of red flowers lay wilted on the table next to the bed, a silent testament to the evening that was. I rolled over, looking at the flowers for a moment, just thinking. Then, Peter came back into the room and crawled back into bed with me, wrapping his arms around me. I didn’tContinue reading “Affairs of the something or other”
Five-star luxury bliss
My last night in Rwanda was torture, thanks to the bliss and luxury provided by Nyungwe Forest Lodge, a lush five-star lodge tucked into a tea plantation. How could something so lovely and serene and posh be torture?
The children of Nkombo
Our lovely blog trip of JD, Anna, Jason and Adam, helmed by our fantastic tour guide, William, was nearing the end of our days when we took a boat from Gisenyi to our final destination (sans flights from Kigali) of Nyungwe.
When motorbikes go wrong
It happened in an instant. I saw a face. A motorbike. Then I heard the awful sound of vehicle hitting vehicle. And then a thud. Then, I felt our SUV roll over something. Oh. My. God. I screamed. Put my hand over my mouth, which was agape. Anna grabbed my hand. We had hit someone.Continue reading “When motorbikes go wrong”
Gorilla trekking
I looked up at the volcano, towering above our group. It was really high.
Igitaramo and Kwita Izina
We departed from Kigali following a buffet lunch of chicken, rice and fruit, loaded into our two SUVs and headed for Volcanoes National Park and Ruhengeri for a gorilla-themed weekend.
Rwanda, 15 years after the genocide
The next morning, we awoke early for breakfast, where I met Jason, Adam and another reporter, Mary (she was doing a story on politics, not travel, but was still on our travel press trip). We ate quickly because we were being shuffled off on a bus tour of Kigali. We could have slept in becauseContinue reading “Rwanda, 15 years after the genocide”
