The Pantanal is home to what is thought to be the largest concentration of crocodilians in the world. Day#11,062: Paul determined that our morning held in store a boat ride down the Rio Negro. Drifting lazily in the summer heat taking in the beauty of the Pantanal sounded pretty darn good. Mr. M, our guide […]
Some places on this majestically overwhelming planet are grossly under-appreciated. It’s hard not to include the Usual Suspects in a Bucket List: The Amazon… seeing the Northern Lights in the Arctic Circle… going on an African safari… Of course they’re incredible. But what about the lesser-known, equally impressive natural wonders that are ordained to exist in the […]
Day #11,160: Montreal has been on My List for years… and rather than the 6-hr flight it would’ve cost me from the west coast, it’s only a quick one hour trip from New York. BOOM! Weekend trip, sucka. Mr. M & I landed in Montreal, picked up our rental car, and were in the city by […]
For all my bravado about leading a wild & unbridled life, I am a girl who craves order and resolution. Which is precisely why I’ve been enticed into this mesmerizing My 2012 in Pictures Trend that was (key word: was) circulating. I know… I’m so late to the party. Bringing-appetizers-to-the-party-after-guests-have-either-left-or-passed-out-on-the-lawn Late. But I just can’t […]
Day #11,185-6: Because family and traveling are a few of my favorite things (Maria aimed a bit low with cream-colored ponies and crisp apple strudel), Mr. M & I spent the last bit of 2012 in Portugal with his brother B, our soon-to-be sister-in-law L.P., Mr. M’s cousin Bash, and Bash’s girlfriend Jess. By the time Mr. […]
**I am alive! I felt this should be heartily exclaimed because (1) it’s a refreshing thing to affirm every so often, and (2) I completely fell off the map due to a nasty flu & subsequent internet-free travel abroad. I’ve been a bad, bad blogger, but on the upside… I am alive!** Days #11,184-85: After […]
You can smell Rotorua, a lovely town tucked into the northwest corner of New Zealand’s North Island, long before you can see it. Rotorua is best-known for two things: its crown as the adventure sports capital of New Zealand and its extensive network of hot springs… hence the looming, sulfur stench. Day #10,288: Mr. M […]
A little because I hate air travel, a little because I love trains, and mostly because it just seemed like a very cool way to see the middle of the country, Mr. M & I took a 2-night rail trip from Pretoria to Cape Town on our honeymoon in South Africa. It was agonizingly expensive (just […]
Not long ago, Mr. M remarked on how we’ve never actually walked the entire Brooklyn Bridge. This fact is revolting because (1) we’re trying to tourist our way through NYC while living here, (2) we have a ridiculous number of west coast guests come to stay with us who should’ve already dragged us with them […]
Day #10,242: On the third day of our Parisian adventure, Mr. M & I woke up early in a futile attempt to beat the masses on their pilgrimage to the bourgeoisie capital of France. (Try as you may, my friends, it ain’t gonna happen. Unless you steamroll your way through the interior like you’re sprinting […]