Canada is in demand these days. The country has a progressive and wildly popular prime minister, and Americans are once again looking to flee north. But this isn't a political blog. It's a travel blog. And summer is coming. Road trip! The open road! The vast spaces! The freedom to stop whenever you want! Is there a better way to see [...]
It's a chilly winter day and I'm in the state where the wind comes sweeping down the plain. The Sooner state, the Boomer Paradise, the core of Tornado Alley, the only state with an active oil rig next to the state capitol building. Lately, also home of earthquakes, very possibly man-made. Among all the nicknames, my favourite is Land of [...]
By Alexandra Redisch in New Orleans Have you ever been chasing ghosts in New Orleans? This delightfully spooky city just beckons us to come ever closer, to hear just one more spine-chilling story. When we were in town, my mum, my little sister and I joined a haunted history ghost tour and we all enjoyed it heaps. Our little group met [...]
There's more to little St Kitts than great beaches and UNESCO listed military installations. This tiny Caribbean nation is also home to black rocks and rock carvings. OK, I hear you say. Rock carvings are interesting. But black rocks? I'm glad you asked. At one of the spots where the wild Atlantic Ocean meets the Caribbean, these odd rocks by the shore are [...]
By Alexandra Redisch in Vacherie, Louisiana At the earnest insistence of my three children, Lollie, Daisie and Charlie Jr., I write the memories of my childhood days on the old plantation in Louisiana for them. I have concluded to do so, before my memory begins to fail me, for I realise that I am the last one of my generation [...]
Is there a city in the USA more fitted to play naughty or nice than New Orleans? I don’t think so. And The Saint plays that particular game very well indeed. Located on Canal Street, The Saint is just a stone’s throw away from the delightful French Quarter, without the disadvantages (read: noise) of actually being in the French Quarter. [...]
What does Teotihuacan have to do with stilettos? Nothing, really... except I'm reminded of several local women standing on top of the Pyramid of the Moon alongside me, in their impossibly high heels, looking out on the Avenue of the Dead. I can't help but wonder what the women of ancient Teotihuacan would think, looking through the veil of time.
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