Dear Pamalican Island, It has been so too long since we last met (475.5 days!) and I miss you so much. I’ve tried to distract myself with photos of swaying palm trees and boxes of coconut water but nothing has come close to the sun-kissed views of your morning air and the gentle whispers of
Hey Lisa, should we be worried that August is hurricane season in St. Thomas?” Nahwww. Come on, what are the chances?” Apparently they’re pretty darn high. Rewind. For 5 sparkling days Izabella and I frolicked along the coast of St. Thomas; swimming, snorkeling, boating, beaching, sunbathing, regaining our general sense of sanity. Woo-sa. The day
After that last episode of Game of Thrones, I vote for the Lannisters to get their own reality TV show. They’re more dysfunctional than the Kardashians and Snooki and JWOW put together. Seven hells! You know, every now and then Westeros, the Game of Throne’s ‘Domain of Ice and Fire‘, reminds me of the frozen
Eons ago, I went on a date with this incredibly cute, smart, athletic Thai guy who I thought was way out of my league. So, of course I wanted to be prepared with effortlessly interesting and insightful things to say about Thailand (a country I had not yet visited) and basketball (a sport I dislocated
What’s better than lounging in a natural-bath spa with warm spring waters cascading over terraces of white mineral deposits? Absolutely nothing. With dramatic basins of dazzling white, petrified calcium castles, Pamukkale (which means “cotton castles” in Turkish) is an ancient spa city built by the Romans in the 2nd century BCE. The spa’s water source
