A Virtual Visit to Chefchaouen Chefchaouen. The Blue Pearl. Or, as the locals prefer, just Chaouen. It doesn’t really matter what you call it, this city by any other name…
Moving to Morocco, Part 3: Arrival The alarm was an unwelcome intruder into my dreamless sleep. I did somehow manage to sleep, cockroach carcasses be damned! The bedroom was too…
Moving to Morocco, Part 2: Departure “I’ve opened a new bank account and signed a lease on an apartment.” This is how I learned of my separation. 22 years of…
Moving to Morocco, Part 1 Cockroaches. This was the first thing I saw when I entered what what to become my home for at least the next year. I was…
Morocco. What images come to mind when you hear that name? Do you think of Humphrey Bogart and Ingrid Bergman? Or maybe camels crossing the Sahara, the steady beat of…
The rumors are true: Iceland is insanely expensive. However, the other rumors are also true: Iceland is one of the most breathtakingly, beguilingly beautiful places on Earth. I say that…
I Have Been on Literally Thousands of Flights Yes, thousands. I was a flight attendant for a major airline for five years. I figure that means I've been on roughly…
Avignon's Palais des Papes in the Blue Hour Ah, Provence! Lavender fields, sunflowers, vineyards and their delicious wines, blue sky…what’s not to love? I’ll tell you what’s not to love:…
As the TGV (France's high-speed train) pulled out of the Gare du Nord station, I breathed a sigh of relief, both that we had gotten on the right train and…
Only 300 More Miles To Go... Days 2 and 3 in Paris definitely consisted of lots more walking, and by the time we boarded our TGV to Avignon, our feet…
