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Yesterday, my old friend Merrill and I were hiking the Canyon Drive trail and she asked me what’s changed for me since I’ve moved from New York. We talk about New York a lot, she and I, because we’re from the city and we often romanticize the place we used to know growing up in the…
You learn about a country by eating its food. And I’m not talking about the starred Michelin restaurants and hosts who stand for hours on end clutching menus–all in hopes that you’ll be seduced enough by their calls of pasta! pizza! paella! to come through–rather, I’m talking about putting on comfortable shoes and weaving your…
Unless TSA agents have confiscated my food bags in some underhanded attempt at mind control, or my bag mysteriously disappears into the abyss that is the seat pocket, I never, ever consume airline food. Packed with sodium and preservatives, airline meals are never a memorable event. Mostly you find yourself playing the role of an…
An absolute must-visit when traveling to Fiji: Garden of the Sleeping Giant + Orchid Garden
Eleven days ago I boarded two flights that found me in Fiji. I booked the trip on a lark, after suffering the tremendous loss of my dear Sophie, and I’d always wanted to trek to this part of the world. A series of three hundred some odd islands, a dot on a map, a faraway…
Men pass a smoke between them, pinching the handmade cigarette with their thumb and forefinger, as if it’s a spliff, but it’s tobacco. A kind that gets them a little high, but not really, and the taste is harsh and they spit out of the sides of their mouths as they walk the long stretch…
Is it just you? Are you traveling alone? Table for one? Only you? You’ve come a long way by yourself! You’re so brave to be traveling on our own. Could you grab that table instead, because this one by the window seats four? Do you have a boyfriend? Do you have a husband? Do you…
There’s something oddly calming in roaming a forest alone. Man-made structures guide you through the labyrinths of tangled trees, and the siren song of wildlife is a constant. On my first day in Fiji, I wandered through Kula Eco Park, a 28-acre untouched wildlife reserve in the Fiji Island of Vita Levu. Right now it’s…
There’s a scene in the movie Psycho where Janet Leigh’s character makes small talk with Anthony Perkins. Perkins asks, Where are you going? I didn’t mean to pry, to which she responds, I’m looking for a private island. After a time, after the rain has receded and the parlor where they make this exchange is…
