I came off 10 days of a guided bus tour of Spain where everything was planned out -including what time to eat breakfast and bathroom breaks. Then I went to Bulgaria and stayed with friends who spoke English and had a more relaxed schedule, but I essentially sat back and let them guide me around... Continue Reading →

I had just taken a bite of my Banitza, a typical Bulgarian dish, when I was asked if I wanted coffee. With my mouth full of food, I shook my head up and down to indicate yes.  But they walked away with the coffee. I soon found out that shaking your head up and down... Continue Reading →

 I had a unique, once in a life time experience today.  I stood in the same room as Christopher Columbus when he asked Queen Isabella for money for his ocean voyage to the new world in 1492.  As the tour guide told us about it, the hair on the back of my neck stood up!... Continue Reading →

with Madrid, Spain. Actually, Spain in general. I was here two years ago and traveled alone throughout the country and walked the Camino.  Coincidently it was the same time of year, March, which is a bit cool and rainy.  A wonderful friend who I have known for 40 plus years invited me to celebrate her... Continue Reading →

I am spending a few weeks is beautiful, exotic Dayton, Ohio- the city and state I was born and raised in. It is minus 10 degrees today so I won’t be spending much time in the sun. My body is still in shock at going from 80 plus degrees in Utila to minus 10 in... Continue Reading →

Gripe water-a tablespoon every 4-6 hours to cure those who gripe. It was a real thing here in Utila years ago, but for babies, not for adults who gripe about life. I remember it well. You could buy it in the little shops. My island friend Naida, Tamara’s mother, and I got to talking about... Continue Reading →

My first thoughts upon arrival on the island was that I was glad no one took me up on traveling  down.  I forgot how rustic Utila is and how difficult it is to even get here.  It really is not for the faint of heart or for those looking for a fun, easy vacation.  The... Continue Reading →

My "gig" in Hartsdale was “interesting” – take those quote signs as a wink and eye roll. It was also full of life lessons about aging, happiness, spirituality and optimism.   The best part was taking the train into Grand Central Station a few times a week and getting around the Big Apple.  What an amazing... Continue Reading →

My instructions are to take the train from Grand Central Station to Hartsdale NY.  I deboard the train in Hartsdale and climb down the platform, look up and in front of me is the The Irish Bank Bar and Restaurant.   I close my eyes and pinch myself to make sure I am awake and... Continue Reading →