One more local flight on our Argentinian journey brought us as far south as we could go, to the city of Ushuaia, called the End of the World, Fin del Mundo, in the maze of waterways and mountainous islands that compose Tierra del Fuego. The city…
Monday morning, my son and I flew from Buenos Aires to Bariloche, a mountain resort close to the Chilean border. Bariloche sits on the shores of the intensely blue Lake Nahuel Huapi, with the jagged, snowy Andes peaks of the national park with the same name and of…
There was no map displayed to identify the route from Guatemala, but I was sure my flight was following the Amazon River and its tributaries through much of the great South American continent. The thick ribbon of brown below cutting through dense green, visible through intermittent…
My first post on this blog, in March of 2020, told about the last trip I took before the COVID pandemic closed things down. It’s worth another share, now that I have many more viewers and followers. I’ve included more photos this time. My son,…
Every January, the ski town of Breckenridge, Colorado hosts the International Snow Sculpture Championships. For over twenty years, teams of snow artists from around the world come and ply their creative craft with the natural materials of the Rocky Mountains. Each team begins with a twelve-foot block of…
Most winters, I take a break to soak in the natural pools at Glenwood Springs, just a few hours west of my mountain home. Last week, I spent some time at the hot springs and drove to Aspen for a day. I hadn’t been there…
I am a news follower, and in 2022 there were moments and movements that moved me. Most notable to me, as a woman, is the strength and daring of women of Iran, and their male supporters, who protested in great numbers against the oppressive misogynistic…
The little town of Antonito lies just north of the Colorado/New Mexico border, on the Colorado side. When I’ve headed down that way, I’ve stayed a few times at the Indiana Jones Bed and Breakfast. On this road trip in October 2022, I spent a…
The town along the road to Ghost Ranch is Abiquiui (pronounced ah-bi-kyu), where the artist Georgia O’Keeffe had a home and studio. Her adobe complex is circled by adobe walls. I had tried to get tickets online a month in advance. At the Abiquiui Welcome…
My first stop heading north from Santa Fe was at Pojoaque Pueblo, a Native American nation with its own government. At the pueblo, Poeh Cultural Center, a complex of traditional adobe buildings, has an exhibit portraying Tewa people throughout thousands of years of history and…
An hour’s drive northwest from Santa Fe is a place where humans lived centuries before the state of New Mexico and its cities existed. I hiked through the wild landscape and ruins of Bandelier National Monument with my cousin and his partner in 2014. Although…
Just a few blocks south of my inn, a short walk down Guadelupe Street, stands the iconic sculpture at Santuario de Guadelupe. Opened in 1795, she is listed on the New Mexico State Register of Cultural Properties. Our Lady, a lovely dark figure, draped in…
They say time flies while you’re having fun, and blogging has certainly been an enjoyable pastime. This post is my 100th entry. My warmest thanks to those of you who have liked, commented, and/or followed this blog, or even just stopped by briefly to check…
Starting out for a week-long road trip to Santa Fe and environs in October, I took one of the many scenic routes through the Colorado mountains. Leadville, at 10,000 feet in altitude, was a convenient place to stop and stretch my legs, walking around town.…
You may know it as the Day of the Dead in Mexico. In Guatemala November 1st is called All Saints Day. Families flock to cemeteries to decorate graves and visit their ancestors, but the wonderful surprise about this special day is the kites. Guatemaltecas create colorful…
The bus from Tangier to Chefchaouen (2018), also called Chaouen, takes about two and a half hours. Nestled in the Rif Mountains, it’s been called one of the most beautiful towns in Morocco. It’s also been called a typical Berber village, and is sometimes known…
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Lovely, my adventurous traveling friend. How did you like the “fresh” fish?
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Thank you! It was fine once it was cut up. I prefer not to think that my teeth were the instrument that killed something.
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