Yup, that’s right, I was quaked out of my bed on my 50th birthday, the bottom of a bunk bed no less (yeah, yeah, I know, why was I sleeping in a bunk bed? Well, because, there are three beds in this room and it was the biggest one I didn’t have to climb!). … Continue readingTamanique Falls…and Tricia Falls
On my way in from the airport I saw a sign on the road pointing the way to “La Ruta de las Flores”, the Flower Route, and asked my super friendly cab driver what that was and could I just go on it myself. It is official…I speak my very best Spanish with cab drivers, hands down. … Continue readingMonth #6: ¿Dónde están todas las pupusas?
…an international celebration with travel events last-minutely scheduled every month to celebrate the anniversary of my birth and the completion of 50 years of existence, and my uncanny ability to consistently pose for pictures the same way I did from the time I could hold my own head up. … Continue readingMy Golden Jubilee