Welcome back, tea enthusiasts. And London enthusiasts. And gin enthusiast? My High-Tea Crawl through London continues. However, in this blog, we’re not sipping tea in a stuffy tea room but rather onboard a double-decker bus. And not just any old double-decker bus, but a retrofitted, vintage one. Oh yeah, and we’re not sipping tea. In my search for high…
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And pack your stretchy pants; we’re going back to New Orleans. I think it’s time for an update. But first, a re-cap. Five months ago, I bought an apartment in my favorite city: New Orleans. My family (mostly my mother) has been curious to see what I purchased. This provided the perfect excuse for a…
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The ferry to the Statue of Liberty makes two stops: 1. the statue …obviously 2. Ellis Island. Viewing the Statue of Liberty is a must. Climbing up its crown is an option. However, in my opinion, the most interesting and memorable stop is number two. Especially if you like history. History is palpable on Ellis…
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If you Google America’s most haunted city, Savannah is routinely listed as numero uno. That’s because this charming southern town has quite a violent and dark history. Savannah has witnessed the Revolutionary War, The Civil War, the slave trade, a terrible outbreak of yellow fever, dueling southern gentlemen, not to mention a surprising number of murders…
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Every summer for the past 22 years, my extended family and I have rented a cabin in Tahoe. My daughter’s entire life. My son’s too, for the matter, but he wasn’t around for the first 4 years. The summer of 2000, I was a tired, healing, bundle of nerves. I asked the doctor for permission…
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Tea at Hotel Cafe Royal (the second stop on my afternoon tea crawl through London) is a very opulent affair. Unlike Fortnum and Mason’s bright and airy tearoom, Cafe Royals’ tearoom is dark and heavy, dripping in gold and velvet. Walking in feels like stepping into a jewelry box. And I felt a bit like…
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Needless to say, Tahiti is a very senior trip. At 28+ years of seniority, I can’t touch it. But I’ve been telling the universe for years that I want to go. And guess what? The universe just answered. Not only was I lucky enough to get a Tahiti trip, but I got it over the…
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I don’t mean to brag, but I was on the “non-traveling” tennis team in high school. The “non-traveling” members of the team were so far down the roster that our matches didn’t count, and therefore, our attendance was not required. Because my experience with tennis lies in the distant past and is less than spectacular,…
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On a recent layover in New York City, I attended an exhibition of Basquiat’s art and life. This exhibit isn’t a typical exhibit, just like Basquiat wasn’t a typical artist. It isn’t in a museum or even a gallery. It’s in a warehouse in Chelsea. And it wasn’t curated by a staff member with a…
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Lately, I’ve been spending my layovers on an afternoon tea tour through London. Sitting and sipping tea is just about the right speed for this tired flight attendant. It doesn’t take much effort to put on a pretty dress, sit in an opulent setting, and indulge myself with scones and sweets. Perhaps, reader, you would…
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