• Some place with a view
    January 19, 2011 , 10 Comments

    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. [...]

  • To be, or not to be … topless
    August 13, 2010 , 25 Comments

    The women surrounding us on the beach had one thing in common: they were missing their swimmer tops. And not the least bit shy about walking, running, jumping in the [...]

  • The best food. Ever.
    August 12, 2010 , 6 Comments

    I have never been a foodie. I am too picky of an eater to really go all out and sample delicacies the world over. If you asked me a year [...]

  • F1 101: Your cheat sheet
    August 11, 2010 , No comments

    Formula One Grand Prix. If you asked me my thoughts on it before I left for Europe, I would have looked at your  blankly and mumbled something about it being [...]

  • SHA Wellness Clinic & #blogtripf1
    August 5, 2010 , No comments

    I was so happy to leave Morocco. Partly because being there was exhausting as a single female traveler, but mostly because I was headed to the Land of Valencia for [...]

  • The campo in Espana
    July 9, 2010 , 2 Comments

    “D!!” I could her Abbey calling my name, but couldn’t see her. “D!!” I looked past the bus, across the street where a red Volkswagen van parked on a bed [...]

  • A week of Spanish
    July 1, 2010 , 6 Comments

    When an editor e-mailed me waaaaay back in February about VaughanTown, and I applied and was accepted to a program, I never, ever imagined how greatly it would change the [...]

  • Motor bikes in Merida
    June 30, 2010 , 8 Comments

    I’m not the bravest girl in the world. YES, I am traveling alone, and YES, that is brave. But, I am not brave. For instance, I will NEVER jump out [...]

  • Back back back to Extremadura
    June 29, 2010 , 6 Comments

    Nearly six weeks after my initial trip into Extremadura, I was at it again. This time, the bus was replaced by a nice four-door sedan, and the 20 Anglos were [...]

  • Getting pricked in Spain
    June 28, 2010 , 14 Comments

    I stood in the back office of the pharmacy off of Francisco Silvela, arm sleeved rolled up, fist clenched. "No me gusto," I said to the pharmacy technician as she prepared removed the shot from its white box. "Si," she said, sympathizing ...

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