Baseball. It just doesn’t get much more American than that. I spent a good chunk of my childhood watching (or playing) baseball, whether that was out in the backyard, down at the ball fields or in a major league stadium, and now it is one of the activities that makes me… Read more
This trip home has been a whirlwind, and I have found myself going out to dinner and meeting up with family on most evenings, and there are family members I hadn’t seen in ages in the mix.
Being gone for so long leaves me with a lot of catching up; poor Pat has… Read more
America, I miss thee. In just a short time, I will be setting foot on your soil again, and I can’t wait. Aussie boyfriend will be in tow.
Since I spent the majority of day 64 sleeping and trying to nurse my stupid cold, I decided now is as good a time as ever to… Read more
So many Aussies love vegemite that you are basically outcasted if you are one of the few that are repulsed by it. They eat it on toast; they eat it on sandwiches. It’s a breakfast, lunch or snack food requested by the masses down under, so much that it could be the equivalent of peanut butter in America.
For travelers,… Read more
“Did I just say that?” I thought to myself.
The first time the words came out of my mouth in Bishkek, I couldn’t believe they were mine. That was when my pal, Erica, turned to me and said, “Why can’t you? If going home right now is what you need or want in order to be happy, then just do… Read more