From the low-level vantage point of the Great Salt Lake, the Stansbury Mountains jut up in the distance, looming with mystery and awe. As one drives close to the main trail head, the scenery slowly becomes filled with more life
The air is fresh and birds are flying as we drive down the Old Southern Main Road in Trinidad & Tobago. Alongside Derek Donowa, a knowledgeable guide with Gail’s Exclusive Tour Services, I am on a mission to delve into a
Spring is here! Though winter in Los Angeles is a far cry from winter elsewhere on the planet, I’m still thrilled about the rising temperatures, longer hours of daylight and sense of promise the season brings. Spring is also a great
This past weekend I went to the Aero Theater in Santa Monica to see 2001: A Space Odyssey, one of those classic films you’re supposed to see but very few movie-goers these days actually have. 2001: A Space Odyssey is so
When planning a trip to Italy, Milan may not be the first place that comes to mind as a not-to-be-missed destination. Though the city, Italy’s second most populous, serves as the economic heart of the country, when it comes to
Now that I live in Los Angeles, it's been fun to discover what weekend escapes lay within my reach. Whether I've called the vibrant streets of Madrid or the rainforest of Costa Rica home, I've always believed that discovering nearby
I don’t have too many regrets about the time I spent living in Europe, but as I get further and further away from that magical year when I visited 25 countries, one disappointment stands out – not visiting Greece. As a
On a brisk wintry day I pedaled through dampness and pending darkness, racing against the clock, or rather the setting sun that hid behind thick clouds, to make it to my final stop of the day. The hours of daylight are
I couldn’t just sit in my hotel room upon my arrival to Port Moresby. I seemingly had every reason to do so. The 21-hour journey from Los Angeles through Brisbane to POM, as Papua New Guinea’s capital city is affectionately (or
As our aircraft reached the island I listed back and forth in my seat, brimming with excitement about flying to Cuba, glued to the window, peering out from behind the tempered glass at the land below, so lusciously green and