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”
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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”
Istanbul (not Constantinople)
“Ooooh … Istanbul … so lush,” Gemma had exclaimed before I departed from Spain to Turkey. In my mind, there was something so exotic about Turkey, some mystical, magical place where Europe hit Asia with thunder. Arriving into Istanbul, I was far from disappointed. When I boarded the Havas bus at the airport (I flewContinue reading “Istanbul (not Constantinople)”