The Furnace That Is Portugal

The Furnace That Is Portugal

Part 1 Porto We arrive by Ryan Air from England and ride into the UNESCO neighborhood of Porto by subway in the blast of a heat wave. Temperatures soar to 100 degrees and keep ascending. There isn’t a breeze lifting from the Douro River to cool us; seagulls don’t soar...

Worlds Not Mine

“When I travel, I move into worlds that aren’t mine.” Arundhati Roy The Lantern House in Abington, England, is really a compound of handsome red brick cottages stitched together and interconnected by mysterious doors, and bordered by grand gardens of foliage, trees,...
Leaving Home

Leaving Home

In less than a month, Sailor Boy and I are leaving home for parts unknown.  First, it’s Portugal in August, Greece in September, Spain in October.  Flights are booked, lodging is mostly secured, and we’re in countdown. Everyone is excited for us; their eyes glaze over...
Compulsion #1

Compulsion #1

When the scent of autumn toasts the air, my husband and I yearn to travel to the Big Apple. Over the years, we’ve chalked up a few unforgettable trips to museums, plays, and some of most delectable meals we’ve tasted. NYC is arguably the capital of culture with a long...