Why, yes. I would like to wear an enormous hot pink sombrero with my plastic Mickey Mouse rain poncho and have my picture taken. BECAUSE THE INTERNET NEEDS TO SEE THIS. Last year, I went to a personal development type thing in Las Vegas. In one exercise, we were given servants and told to keep [...]
My travel schedule has been seriously lax lately, so going to Florida over Memorial Day weekend felt very exotic. Weather where sundresses are a necessity rather than an endearing but futile attempt! People with southern accents! Hotel gyms! (I think the gym was the most exotic part of the whole trip, as the last time [...]
Skiing – or, more accurately, rolling down snowy slopes like a 130 (FINE, 140) pound snowball on sticks – was one of the first items on my 2010 bucket list. I decided I was going to make it happen and two days later, an old friend emailed to ask if I wanted to go up [...]
I’ve never been to Las Vegas as an adult. The first time I set foot in the City of Sin, my parents (as I recall) dumped my brother and me at Circus Circus while they went out and lost my college tuition. That’s not true. I went to college anyway. They just had to sell [...]
When I was offered my dad’s timeshare in Lake Tahoe, I jumped on the opportunity like a freeloading stoner set loose in the Frito Lay factory. Nothing like driving to Nevada for the weekend just because you can. So I packed up my books, filled my car with gas, fiddled with the GPS on my new phone [...]
Saturday morning, I woke to the sound of waves lapping the sand. By Sunday afternoon, I wasn’t so much flirting with melanoma as I was engaged in heavy petting and dubbed “that poor-complected hussy” by melanoma’s long-suffering parents. I went to Santa Cruz with Kristin this weekend. She was there to run a marathon, I [...]
When you’re skiing in several feet of fresh powder and manage to tip yourself over, getting back up again is like trying to climb out of a vat of whipped cream. Last weekend, Tahoe was the Grand High Potentate of tricky yet stunning precipitation. After somehow losing a ski and plummeting face first down the mountain [...]
Venice is disintegrating. Riding a vaparetto down the main canal in May, we saw whole sidewalks underwater, waves lapping at the checkered black and white marble of a building’s bottom floor. Graves are interrupted by trees growing through them, sometimes forcing the stone top of the coffin aside. Churches are splitting apart, the paintings within [...]
The Italians do many things better than Americans – dangerous vehicles, skinny shoes, mozzarella. But it’s their singular devotion to awesome building adornment that makes this small, boot-shape country great. Romans, Shomans. Take me to the door knockers. Observe: Fierce mustache that makes me wish I could grow facial hair. Scare the hell out of [...]
I like my purses roomy. When I leave the house for more than ten minutes, I want to be sure I have a full range of entertainment and snacking options. When I went to Italy in May, my purse held guide books (yes, plural), maps, notebooks, various documentation, a camera, water, the aforementioned snacks – [...]
