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 largely undeveloped below. In the distance the sea shimmered in that crystal-aqua tone that you … [Read more…]
It was the kind of dress I’d always wanted to own– a form fitting red bandage dress with a plunging v-neck. Sleek, vibrant, with ribbed strips of fabric that cling to every curve. And it was the kind of dress I’d never expected to find on a rack in a thrift store in Masaya, Nicaragua, … [Read more…]
One of the main reasons why I love traveling so much is because it allows me to learn about the world in a way that is deep, meaningful and personal. From soaking up tradition and culture in the medinas of Marrakech, Morocco to uncovering the horrors of the Nazi Regime at Auschwitz Concentration Camp in Poland to learning of former … [Read more…]
In the soft heat of a Havana morning, I trot up the steps at the Hotel Nacional de Cuba. As I reach the top stoop, the doors gently breeze open and I enter the lobby. A world of the past awaits. Grand chandeliers deluge the sharp white walls with light and the tile floors glisten beneath my feet. Mahogany furnishings adorn … [Read more…]
Last week I reached a huge personal milestone and visited my 40th country – Cuba! Before my more informational posts roll in, I'm taking some space to reflect on what this means to me.