One of my earliest childhood memories was pulling into a family friend's driveway at night, our car's headlights hitting the flat eyes of a dead buck suspended upside down from a tree. It was my father's kill. Later, my father hunted bear in Kodiak, Alaska. It was the pinnacle of manhood, he . . .
It would be a few laughs, that's what Famous Girlfriend and I envisioned for our fly-fishing adventure in Montana. We'd be Ethel and Lucy, we thought, ineptly casting, laughing hysterically, hooking each other and getting our lines tangled in our hair. We would be amused, we girly-girls of a . . .
It rained almost the entire time I was in Virginia Beach last month, giving me a moody view of Atlantic fog from my oceanside room. Living in a part of California where the sun shines just about every day and our sky is almost always blue, I enjoyed the change. Except for how wavy it made my . . .
I haven't laughed so hard in years! Texts and emails have been flying fast and furious this month. The question at hand: How to pack for Montana. Girlfriend and I are heading there for, well, an adventure. But probably not your definition of adventure. It's ours, though. Our adventure involves FLY . . .
A rooster crowed as I stepped out the door into the cool morning. Everything around me was green, including the mountain beyond the trees that framed the property. A large thermos of coffee was waiting in the lobby of the charming Sonoma B&B and I wanted a cup. Two, even. Locals who have been . . .
There's no getting around flying. If you want to go any distance from your home, you have to get on a plane even as every horrible "incident" is splashed all over the news constantly. Flying has never been more anxiety-inducing. So finding the best airline is important. It is a long haul to get to . . .
After two weeks touring Europe about 25 years ago and spending huge amounts of time viewing pre-medieval paintings in Florence and elsewhere I vowed that I would never again look at another 12th century gilt painting. And I've kept to that for 25 years. Now, after our last trip to Portugal, I'm . . .
Show me an arrow pointing somewhere mysterious and I'm going to follow it. I'm a curious girl. Despite what they say happened to the cat. Lisbon is a lovely walking city, with charming cobblestone sidewalks (watch your step!) and enough hills to give you a little workout. It was our second night in . . .
Lisbon is known for its mild climate. “It snowed 50 years ago,” our guide, Sandra, told us, “and it was a mixture of chaos and spectacle.” Back in 1755 a huge earthquake rocked the ocean and sent a gigantic tsunami uphill, destroying much of the city. It's still talked about today. My favorite . . .
This looks like any old European palace right? But if you’re a Boomer, think again. It’s the Portuguese palace depicted on this. Mateus Palace. Do you remember Mateus rose wine from your college days? In western New York we pronounced it MA-TOOZ. But it’s actually pronounced MA-TAY-US and it’s . . .
