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This time last year, I began to write up my notes from my May-June trip to the Dalmatian Coast with my mom — I posted what I had so far, but it was an incomplete account of the adventures we had, which included but weren’t limited to a giant squid, a rescue plan for a capsized boat, inappropriate flirting, supermodels, secret cliff-top bars, wild animals hunting at night, and bottomless pits of despair.* Today, I still have my notebook, the photos, and Lonely Planet as my guide, and my memories are mostly intact, if not more humorous and condensed (which is how these “blog” things are supposed to be, right?). This may come as a shock to you, but this actually started out as a travel blog. So enjoy.
Click-through for Opatija, Plitvice Lakes, Trogir, Split, Korcula, and Dubrovnik, Croatia, and Kotor, Montenegro. Plitvice and Korcula are funnier than the other ones.
When I’m not eating, and–wait, duh–when I am eating, I’m reading. I’ve come across too many important or funny reads this week not to post them. I’ve already forwarded all of these to at least one person I know. Enjoy.
I was having trouble deciding what to do with my blog since I left my travel job in Charlottesville, Virginia to move to New York City and pursue a career in… something. Read the rest of this entry »
I’ve been keeping a running list of restaurants, events, and activities I’ve covered in the past three weeks… when I’m not sitting on the couch applying for jobs (which is most of the time). There’s really nothing to this post, just a record for myself of photos from it all. Click for more, scroll for photos.
In January, a young lady decided to leave Virginia and drive up Interstate 95–exiting only for Exxon gas and Arby’s curly fries, and later a 5 Hour Energy that she, not a coffee drinker with exposure to that much caffeine, came to regret–until reaching Boston, at which point she would take Route 1A to Marblehead, Massachusetts and spend a snowy weekend with her grandparents, one more time, before a relocation that would render impossible such a visit indefinitely. There, she ate shellfish, drank pinot grigio, regaled her grandparents with slightly inappropriate stories, overcame a slight hangover to complete most of the Globe’s Saturday crossword, and attended her first hockey game–the Bruins, then enjoying a 30-7-4 record. (It was odd that it had taken her 25 years to see hockey live, especially as she kept figure skates in the trunk of her VW, with the jumper cables, under the cover for the convertible top.)
Instead of driving straight home, this young lady, heretoforth LMK, decided to stay in New York City on Monday evening. Read the rest of this entry »
After a weekend with family in Marblehead and Boston, Massachusetts, I arranged to spend Monday evening in New York City. I ended up staying two nights and having one of the most interesting trips…
I’ve been driving back and forth between Fredericksburg and Charlottesville to do my restaurant reviews and see friends since I moved. I wish I had photos of every unusual sight I’ve come across–I will never stop appreciating the eccentricities of the city and the mountain landscape –as this autumn has been particularly scenic.
