The Female Traveler
Uruguay... to most people, it is little more than a name jumbled somewhere between Suriname, Paraguay and Guyana (isn't that in Africa?!) on the list of obscure South American countries. If anything particular comes to mind, it's probably football. I arrived in the capital of Uruguay, Montevideo, after 24 hours of ...
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Part 2: Falling in Love with Brazil I stand knee-deep in paradise. The fronds of nearby palm trees tickle a cloudless sky and the sun beats down on an empty, white-sand beach. I wade through Ilha do Mel (Island of Honey)'s azure waters and soak up the sublime. Then, I make ...
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The dull metal counter of the loncheria in the Porto Alegre bus terminal fails to show my reflection as I bend over my umpteenth pastel of the last few weeks. It's probably a good thing, as I'm only eleven hours in to my 28-hour journey to Montevideo, and I'm already nothing but tired eyes. On ...
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Brazil in Song: There are way too many songs that defined this trip -- for more examples, see my post on Music in Brazil. However, overplayed as it may be, this song was everywhere during my stay in Brazil, so it has to be the chosen theme song. Michel Teló: Ai, Se ...
Read More →Check out this video about making life count... while I think ten days for an Around the World Trip is a little insane, it shows the importance of living in the moment.
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Lisbon in a song: Uma Casa Portuguese - Amália Rodrigues Lisbon in Words: Five Things I Learned about the City: Portuguese men are very flirtatious and forward. From young to old, they love to wink. See my previous post, "Free Wine and Playing Cards -- the (dis)advantages of solo, female travel" for ...
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All week, I had been toying with the idea of going hang gliding in Rio de Janeiro. Here I am, on the gorgeous Ipanema beach, enjoying the sun, the mountains, and the beautiful people. Wouldn't it be great to see all of this from a bird's-eye view? Unfortunately, due to ...
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Although I've only been completely alone for a few days, I've already noticed a couple of things about traveling solo. On the negative side, it can be a bit frustrating trying to fit into tiny European bathroom stalls while carrying a huge backpack (instead of having a companion wait outside ...
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Embrasse moi, ne pleure pas Je ne veux pas partir sans toi Ik wil blijven, maar ik moet je laten gaan…Ik zal schrijven, maar ik moet je laten gaan -- Vakantieliefde: Batiste By this point, you would assume that I would have mastered saying goodbye. Years of wandering have left me with connections ...
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Anyone who has a conversation with me for more than thirty seconds will discover one of two things: a) I'm crazy about salsa or b) I'm crazy about the Netherlands. When it comes to the latter, everyone (especially the Dutch) always asks me the same question -- what is it ...
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