A red-dirt path stretches into the distance, terminating, along with the cliff it covers, under the cloudless blue sky. The path’s fall is interrupted by rows of shrubs, lining the cliff’s edge with a wreath of green. Below miles of
Welcome to Ratatouille Land, Disneyland Paris! This past summer a new rodent came to Disneyland Paris, giving Mickey Mouse some rat-sized companionship. Ratatouille Land, Disneyland Paris' latest addition, is chocked full of fun for the whole family. Rémy, the rat protagonist
70 years ago today, on January 27, 1945, Soviet soldiers liberated Auschwitz-Birkenau concentration camp. It is estimated 200,000 survivors were freed, a dismal number in comparison to the 1.1. million people who were murdered here. Of all the places I've visited, none has
Flying to Iceland from Paris is a highly disorienting experience, especially if done at night. I left Paris at 11 p.m. only to arrive in Reykjavik at 12 a.m., 2 a.m. Paris time, 7 p.m. New York time if you judge
2014 was a beautiful and moving year for me, filled with an unprecedented number of travel experiences that made the year pass like a travel aficionado's dream sequence. Since January, I visited a whopping 22 countries, fulfilling my goal of
It’s a rainy day in Ljubljana, Slovenia, and there’s seemingly no end in sight to the raindrops as my mom and I cross the Dragon Bridge, huddled together under the protection of our single umbrella. We make our way through the
Ljubljana. Don’t be shy, it’s pronounced lyoo-BLYAH-nah. And, it’s the capital of Slovenia, a green and mountainous nation of two million people located just East of Italy and South of Austria. Humans have lived on the land that now forms the capital city
If you read my last post, hopefully you felt a bit charmed by the glacial waters of Lake Bled, even from afar. The Alpine lake is a favorite travel destination for Slovenians, Italians and Germans, bringing 8,000visitors to the region
The wind kicks up over Lake Bled, tossing the water in sprays and small waves that slap against the side of a wooden rowboat, rocking it gently back and forth. I am rowing toward an island in the middle of this
After a six-plus hour bus ride from Bologna, Italy to Ljubljana, Slovenia, walking through the double doors of City Hotel felt like stepping into a palace. Clean marble floors glistened, sharp orange and yellow walls filled the lobby with cheer and