Adventures

These are my travel stories and I'm sticking to them.

Scribbling on the hotel notepad with a pencil, I wrote a dire note to my husband. I tore it off and handed the paper to him. “Can you chew some gum and drop...

I wasn’t nervous until I completed reading the waiver. “Why do you need to know if I have any allergies?” I ask Derek, our guide. “This is so the...

“Squirrel! Incoming!” I yelled up at my friend Rachel who called dibs on the loft bed of our tree house. Our cozy cabin perched or hung, or however it...

Cold air brushed the hairs on my neck. It was New Orleans in February. But I was also standing in front of a haunted one-hundred-year-old French-style hotel....

I needed to get into that detective agency. It’s now gone beyond a simple curiosity to a burning desire. “You ladies looking for some weed?” Lightning...

“We tell ourselves that every animal in the animal kingdom builds its own house, but people aren't smart enough to do it. We have to go to college for that,...

“Philly? Why would I ever want to go to Philly?” Until now, characters I knew to be from there shaped my narrow-minded impression of Philly. Rocky, a...

Watching four women lazily swivel around in ergonomically correct office chairs, singing, while two bald dancers writhe on the floor in front of them, I...

At some point I started thinking about cowboys as wild American explorers, but maybe I’m romantically forcing that idea a bit because that’s what I fancy...

My friend Ragan and I crossed the Mongolian Desert for a week eating nothing but pickled cabbage, potatoes and the occasional found bag of crushed airline...

It’s one thing to be naked around your best friend; it’s a whole other deal to accidentally touch each other’s bare skin, especially when you’re trying...

“Stick your tongue on it. Go on.” Besides bored kids in winter, does anyone ever follow this suggestion? Yet here I was in remote Mongolia, holding...