Why, Oh Why, Fort Worth and Arlington, Must You Be So Sexy?

Here we are with this title that sounds so stereotypical, but, with Fringe and the Military Tattoo taking place while we were in Edinburgh, was actually quite literal. There were bagpipes. Many. Also hills. Those too were most literal. And some serious ass-busters. Anyway Edinburgh… my haggis, what can I say? A smallish sort of city with organic restaurants and an organic grocery…

Eastern Europe is a land of hard sells. In my experience. Wouldn’t want to be accused of trying to stereotype an entire region. But, seriously, it is. In Athens, this was relegated mainly to restaurants, though there was one particularly humorous exchange with a cab driver who was convinced he knew where I wanted to…

A hellacious travel experience has led way to utter beauty. We hiked to the top of Diamond Head. And despite the fact that it is trailed the entire way and, therefore, sounds like an easy climb… heh, it’s a real hike. I loved it on the way back down, seeing the people at the top…

We cultivate our own happiness, don’t we? That’s what all the self-help books say – tend to the happiness within one’s self – and it must be fairly decent advice, because, if I have learned anything from this life, it’s that happiness can never be found without. Of course, there are things in life that…

I have wanted to go to Edinburgh Fringe for so long, I kind of can’t believe I’ve actually done it. Even more, I can’t believe it was everything I expected it to be, plus some. When Fringe is in Edinburgh, Fringe practically is Edinburgh. It’s everywhere, seeming to sprawl across the entire city. The sheer scope and layout of…

I earned an enemy in Spain. I’m not sure how. It was our first full day in the country, and we spent it in Barcelona. On the return trip on the train, things were going swimmingly. We were in an end row, back to the door corridor, and there was a woman sitting in front of…