Welcome to Glastonbury, UK or Why is Everyone Naked?

Welcome to Glastonbury, UK or Why is Everyone Naked?

It was late afternoon, and we were having tea.  But it was not just any tea and it was not just any afternoon.  We were in Bath, one of the most beautiful cities in England, surrounded by rows of elegant houses built in a classical…

Probably Robbed in Brazil

Probably Robbed in Brazil

“We are going to Brazil!” we excitedly announced at a picnic with friends a few years ago. One of our friends, Will, a giant 6’4’’ former U.S. Army Officer who grew up in Brazil, looked us up and down. “You are probably going to get…

High in the Mountains, High on the Beaches: Jamaica

High in the Mountains, High on the Beaches: Jamaica

There were three things I knew about Jamaica before our trip there: Bob Marley, legalized weed, and beautiful beaches.  I was wrong about one out of three.  No, this is not a post unraveling a giant conspiracy theory that Bob Marley was actually a Puerto…

Hysterique de O’Hare

Hysterique de O’Hare

I don’t know how I feel about airports.  This is strange for me to admit because I am the type of person to have strong feelings about most everything in my life, including completely inconsequential things.    On one hand, I love airports – the hustle,…