My seatmate is tall, handsome, and quite gay. He’s dressed in a pink t-shirt and tells me right away about his partner, who god bless him, is a florist. My companion is delightful, I want to derail his trip — he’s headed to a business retreat in a nearby chateau — and have him tag …
I first went to France — to Paris — when I was 19. Maybe 20. I remember eating omelet sandwiches while sitting on cast iron park benches. I remember seeing the pointillist painters and going up to look the gargoyles in the eye at Notre Dame Cathedral. I had a mean English boyfriend with blue …
Here’s the thing: I really like this catchy tune and it sounds swell on the uke. And last weekend I was at a big conference and I did not get to have the uke jam I was hoping for, though I did get to play Stephanie’s uke and Johnny’s uke and on the bus, Spud …
We launched our 2012 fundraising initiative at TBEX 12, The Travelblog Exchange. Here’s the video that was part of our presentation. Want to know more? It’s all on Passports with Purpose. Can’t see it? Go here.
I don’t post link roundups anymore, I use Facebook for sharing and I rarely hand over what is, to me, prime real estate, for other people’s stories. I am, as you know, a terrible snob about what people call “content.” I actually hate the word “content” because in my mind it equates with “filler” and …
My friend Peter Carey, who you may remember from such adventures as We Went On a Road Trip Even Though We Met Like Two Weeks Ago or Uh-Oh, You Smashed the RV shot a bunch of pictures for my band, The Castaways. We play ukulele music, it’s not what you think, and damn, we look …