What I’m grateful this month. Hint: it’s mostly beer.
Staying in a hostel isn’t just for the young. It’s also for poor old crotchedy people like me!
On speaking at Women’s Travel Fest (Or “On not hyperventilating nearly as much as I thought I would.”)
I spoke at the first ever Women’s Travel Fest in NYC. And didn’t die. Much.
Teenagers can teach us adults a thing or two. Like we’re really, really not cool. No matter how much we try. In fact, we just shouldn’t try.
In which I’m nominated for a Bloggie. Again. Because y’all are crazy.