‘Round the World Music (The List)

Once traveling has been completed, there are few things more precious than the memories of the experience. I am always giddy when something unexpected triggers a magical moment of Delicious Travel Recall. It can be something as little as sitting outside on a breezy warm night grasping a cup of hot beverage that takes meContinue reading “‘Round the World Music (The List)”

Some place with a view

I sat in the back of Brock’s SUV, looking out into the nighttime desert landscape … flat and black, giving way to the Strip a few miles ahead of us. It had been an emotional six days in Las Vegas. I had arrived days earlier and spent my first night with Kyla, showing her photosContinue reading “Some place with a view”

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”

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”

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”

Para-falling

I never thought my Bucket List would be my Death Wish. But, early Saturday morning in Fethiye, I nearly died. I should have known better. I had been talking about paragliding in Turkey since I started my trip. It seemed safe — you just run off a cliff and then float over the bluegreen gorgeousContinue reading “Para-falling”