As soon as I was old enough, I made plans to take a road trip to a secluded spot in Northern California that I had fallen in love with while on a family trip years before. I remembered that the confluence of the two rivers where we rafted was called Ishi Pishi Point, and I …
a.ka. The Time I Missed My Flight. Twice. Natalie Taylor is currently revamping her blog. You can find previous writings/portfolio here. She likes words such as “curmudgeon” and “janky” and dramatic rose ceremonies. “It’s me Nat. So, um, I’m in Prague right now, and I missed my flight. Twice. I’m going to be okay. Yeah, …
Guest post by Joanne Edmundson, a writer and an expat Canadian living in Columbus, Ohio. She would go to Thailand again in a heartbeat. Visit her at Snapdragon Ink. My Let’s Go made the traditional Thai massage sound like an hour of innocent bliss that I would not want to miss. At 150 baht – …
It was mid August 1977. Summer had fewer days ahead then it had behind and I had precious little time to find a new school to attend. A year commuting to a local New Jersey state college as a freshman left me wanting a real college experience… A quad, dorms, more girls and a meal plan. …
“I’ve got something for your protection”, M. told me. “Come to my room… “ I eyed him skeptically. But hey, following a guy to his room… I was under a dark sky, early, early morning in Roatan, an island off the Caribbean coastline of Honduras. “Por que não?” (Why not?). I was wondering if I …