Archive for March, 2011

why i like to travel

Thursday, March 31st, 2011

The other day I told Mike that it has been way too long since I last got on a plane and that it is high time I get the heck out of my element and explore something totally new. He quickly reminded me that barely six months ago I was in Africa and Europe and […]

taste of the nation boston

Saturday, March 26th, 2011

Friends! As you may have seen on Twitter and Facebook, I’ve been seriously talking up this year’s Taste of the Nation Boston, which is coming up soon on April 14th. In all transparency, like last year, I am volunteering again this year as one of the PR chairs, but I can assure you that it is […]

my mayan calendar

Monday, March 21st, 2011

I’m not one to collect a lot of stuff on my travels, but I often do return with one piece that tends to be more than just a symbol of my trip – it also holds more meaning – like our Fleur De Lis from New Orleans. When I was in Mexico for Beth’s wedding […]

walk for turtles

Wednesday, March 16th, 2011

Terengganu, Malaysia has a long stretch of large, flat beaches that make for a perfect turtle nesting environment. Today though, large stretches of the beach are no longer surveyed for turtle nests because nesting populations are so low it’s not financially viable to survey all the beaches – there is too much man power required. […]

into the sun

Tuesday, March 15th, 2011

In 2005 my friend Sue sent me a postcard. One of the many things that make Sue great is her ability to express herself through writing – not typing – just writing. Most of the postcards I have ever received are from her. This postcard is from El Salvador, where she was living at the […]

wine and architecture

Monday, March 7th, 2011

If this weekend had a soundtrack it would be the sound of rushing water. The sun was out, the temperature was warm and the snow was melting  into the gutters and turning into little, urban waterfalls. Spring is near. And for a New Englander who has endured major snow storms on almost a weekly basis, it was impossible to resist being […]