Tag: Travel

Essaouira Part Two – The Surreal Day Continues

We were in the medina of Essaouira, having just learned that Rachid, our guide, was an Alice in Chains fan (read Part One here), when he pointed out two doors next to each other and said, “I was born in one of those homes.”…

Essaouira Part One – Cool History, Surreal Events and Wrong Attire

The coastal town of Essaouira (pronounced esso-wear-a) is a not-to-be-missed stop when visiting Morocco. It has a very rich history dating back to prehistoric times. The Romans had a large presence here, and interestingly, around the end of the first century BC, a factory…

Getting Naked in Morocco, My First Hammam

Laying naked on the hot marble slab, the bikini bottom I had worn as a modicum of modesty shoved unceremoniously in my derriere, I felt like I was having an out of body experience. Every bit of my body was being exfoliated and when…

When Seeing the World and Doing Good Collide

A few years ago we hosted a German exchange student, Max, for a semester. This summer he and his girlfriend, Teresa, went to Tanzania with the goal of helping local women start and grow businesses of their own. They quickly ran into a problem….

Yosemite: Lessons in Unparalleled Beauty and Mental Fortitude

I was really glad we had our raincoats. The day was gorgeous and there was 0% chance of rain, but we were absolutely drenched; Water dripping from the tip of my nose, drenched.  The name Mist Trail is a bit of a misnomer. I…

Yosemite By Any Other Name…

Yosemite is “not just a great valley, but a shrine to human foresight, the strength of granite, the power of glaciers, the persistence of life, and the tranquility of the High Sierra”. It’s honestly one of the most beautiful places I’ve ever been. And…

Yosemite: You Can’t Always Get What You Want

We were going to Yosemite and we were climbing Half Dome. That’s all there was to it. I had found out that you have to join a lottery to get a permit, as they now limit the number of people that can climb it…

Huaca Pucllana: When Human Sacrifices Were Hip

Growing up in California, I had no real first-hand experience of things that were OLD. The thought that people had been going to Disneyland since 1955 blew my mind, and there was a neighborhood in the next town that was built in the 1920s…

Soarin’ Over Miraflores, Peru

I was nestled into the crotch of a strange man, and he made it pretty clear he wasn’t interested in talking to me. Perhaps there was a language barrier, but for the first minute or so it was kind of awkward. Then I forgot…

Biting the Hand that Feeds and Other Church Misadventures

We were going to be in London on a Sunday, and I was very excited. That meant we could attend service at both Westminster Abbey and St. Paul’s Cathedral. They each have many services a day, with different themes, so to speak. Some are…

Going Rogue on St. Paddy Day

St. Patrick’s Day 2017 is going to be hard to beat. We were in Oxford, England on a walking tour of the city and we were bored out of our minds. Our guide was a very sweet, elderly English woman who had lived in…

A Tale of Two Dicks

Reading classic books is something I really enjoy. I love the thought that I’m reading a story millions of people over generations and sometimes hundreds of years have read. As I’ve mentioned in a previous post, it makes me feel connected to something much…