When I was 21, I was just a girl living in Madrid, going to a foreign school and living in a foreign land. In my apartment homestay my room looked out to the building’s inner atria, communal clothesline, and ultimately- … Continue reading
Nineteen years old, hair freshly rid of at least ten inches, and weeks to go until university is back in session.My friend and I pack up his eggplant GTI with some clothes, some food, and a map plotting our route … Continue reading
When I was a wee lass, family vacations entailed my mom, pop, three sisters and I. They sometimes included extended relatives or family friends, but the core group was “relatively” small (sorry- pun addict here).We’ve since grown both in years … Continue reading
Just a hop skip and a whizzzzzz from central Madrid, we hurtle down the tracks out of town. My mom is sitting next to me, my dad across from me, and Castillian plains flash by out the windows of the … Continue reading
‘Ello loves! As you may recall, last week during our visit to Lovely Los Angeles, the Mr. Merry and I lodged in Venice. All biceps, boardwalks, and bygone classic rockers aside, Venice is an adorable community within LA which I … Continue reading
Hi all- how’s your Sunday goin’? I spent the morning trying to make my blog look more the way I want it to (I’m pathetic with this, if only template design were as fun as blogging is…) I hope you … Continue reading
No, I’m not going back to school. At least not for marketing…After our recent visit to the Saturday morning farmer’s market in Santa Monica, CA, I’m feeling nostalgic about fresh markets and farmer’s markets visited in other cities. Minneapolis has … Continue reading
Early in October, 2010, I stood in the shower with the lovely hot water pouring down… and the whim suddenly struck me that I might enjoy starting a blog to catalog the many “deep thoughts” that fly around in my … Continue reading
(alternate title: “life’s not always a beach.”) photo credit The setting… Orient Beach, St. Martin After a harrowing and sort of nauseating half hour cab ride, you can almost taste the salt in the air. Visions of white sand and … Continue reading
Hi Folks! I’ve been back in Minnesota for less than 48 hours, and already I’ve scouted tickets for my next adventure and ransacked my local library branch for literature and ideas. (Hint… I’ll be returning to the desert…)When I go … Continue reading
