If my feet could talk, what would they say? After taking part of the El Camino Santiago pilgrimage, my ten little piggies and not-so-little bunion would say more than pass the Epsom salts please.
Just Did It: Camino Santiago
Count
The Count had on a blue blazer, an ascot, his silver hair slicked back, reminding me of that guy on Fantasy Island, Mr. Roarke.
Transformation
Life repeats itself. Ten years ago, I was Madrid, Spain, waiting for a train to Alicante, my life at its lowest. My mom just died, my husband just left me in China, and my life was condensed down to one hundred pounds and a carry-on. I was in Spain to visit my nephew to make sure he was actually studying […]
Sleep with the Fishes
In Lima, Peruvian traditions make the obituaries every day.
birthday boobies (and other birds)
I never would have imagined spending my 63rd birthday looking at boobies.
Uh…not cleavage, but the Peruvian bird.
Marathon
We all have a pair of running shoes inside of us.
Top Ten Smells of Lima, Peru
If you visit Lima, Peru, you’ll be treating your schnoz to some of the best –or should I say most memorable sniffs.
Fog
Believe it or not, that’s the ocean behind me. Funny how the Pacific can disappear, but my wrinkles still show up.