Category: travel
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Jungle quarantine – on Medium.com
So me and the frog had at it last night. He was swimming in the only pond waters available — our toilet bowl. It’s the longest dry spell Antigua has seen in over 80 years. The ducks up the road look longingly at their deep and empty watering hole as our hostess ‘L’ digs and…
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Blog Twenty Two: Wherever You Go, There You Are
“Wherever you go, there you are”. I love a relevant cliche. I’ve been pulling ‘a geographical’ ever since we left my mother & brother in Northern NJ on December 31st. This is an ineffective method of moving locations to ease discomfort. What’s interesting to learn is, paradise or not, environment has zero to no effect…
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Blog Twenty One: Yucatan? I’m Not Sure I Can
I am adventurous by proxy. It is not my natural state of being. I often over-resist our adventures & then discover I’m having the time of my life. We are on the Yucatan Peninsula in Tulum. It is a gorgeous piece of land sandwiched between high fashion resorts gobbling up the natural curve & beach-front…
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Blog Sixteen: The iPhone Graveyard
There’s a Balinese song on loop/repeat at the dining area of our modest, Sanur Beach hotel. It could be the soundtrack for an insane asylum. Frantic wooden flutes and vibraphones, playing a hectic, repetitive pattern. Ah, a moment of silence between jams. We have returned to Bali sooner than expected. I was invited to sing…
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Blog Fifteen: They Are Not a Glum Lot
I’m sitting on a very comfortable mattress in the Westin St. Francis, on Union Square in San Francisco. SF is one of my favorite towns. Maybe my most favorite town in the US of A. I’m tagging along with Sue Ann, while she attends a business conference here. I love staying in nice hotels on…
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Blog Eleven: Children of the Rice
On Sunday, an elephant sprayed me with a trunk full of water. Yes, that’s right. I was the unsuspecting spectator at a Safari park show in Toro, Bali, after a looong scoopy ride (that would be a tiny scooter) to what I thought was going be an elephant sanctuary. It was worth the effort just…
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Blog Ten: Sad Sharks
Don’t cha love the word sundries? I’m in a market similar to Whole Foods in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia. I think Malaysia should be called Mall-asia. Never have I seen so many shopping malls in such close proximity. Not even in Northern N.J. It is the fourth largest shopping capital in the world! Who knew? Kuala…
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Blog Nine: Belly Full of Benadryl
I had a mild coronary this morning during my search for cappuccino out here in Hat Yai. My heart attack wasn’t about my engine fuel – it was about the discovery of the crazy swarm of bumps on my left shoulder and trapezius muscle. Yesterday, while on our bus rides from Krabi to Hat Yai,…
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Blog Eight: Four Star Girl
I’m up at 5am today. There’s a lizard in the light fixture above my head and a handsome mountain behind the bungalow in front of me, about 35 feet away. The sun has just started her morning glow. My legs are wrapped in a cheap, white bath towel, and I’m wearing a netted bug shirt…
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Blog Seven: Can-Tops
“You have too much furniture on you” said Na, my rock climbing guide. He of course was referring to my ensemble. Straw hat, neck scarf, long pants, I do not look like your average climber. In fact, I’ve gotten more sun on this trip in a week then say the past five years. When I…