There are multiple times throughout the first season of Game of Thrones where Daenerys is bathed by other women. When I saw these scenes, I always thought, I would never ever do that, let someone bathe me. I am not one for being bathed, I usually keep that private time to myself. There are nooks…
Tag: Travel
Hot Springs Time Machine
There was a hair floating in the water. Not just any hair…that type of hair. The kind that is short and black and curly. And it wasn’t alone. To top it off, the water and air wafting about it smelled of egg, rotten egg. We were soaking in the hot springs of Rotorua in New…
Madonna and the Whores
Disclaimer: All photos taken on my phone. I apologize for the static and blur. The girls were all wearing cowboy hats and glitter spread across their cheeks. They had cropped halter tops and plastic pacifier necklaces straight out of a 90s rave, only this was 2016 and we were nowhere near a DJ. It was…
Rosé and Cigarettes
Warning: Not to be read by those under 18. Do not do as I do! I mean it, I’m looking at you. Don’t even think about it! I made it 30 years without ever smoking a cigarette. I was very proud of this. In high school I would thumb my nose at all the smokers…
Sea Turtles, Stingrays and Sea Urchins- Oh My!
When I saw the sea turtle for the first time, I was floating above it, attracted to where it was by the commotion of the other snorkelers bobbing in a circle and pushing towards the sea floor in short, truncated dives. I was directly above them in their misguided attempts to reach the turtle and…
We Were Here: A photographic essay
We reach Sigiriya and there are signs everywhere warning us of hornets. Each sign shows scared, cartoon-like men racing away from the finger print of hornet wings. This impending sting attack has us on our toes and every buzz sends a tingle up my spine and adds an extra jaunt to my step. We…
Last Jellyfish Standing
“Trinco,” my brother said, “short for Trincomalee Beach, the newest tourist development in the country.” There was a reason for this. It was also home of the government’s military site that customarily battled the Tamil Tiger’s until their rebellion was put down only five short years before we planned to set foot in the area…
Don’t F*ck with Monkeys
Warning: Profane language If there is one travel lesson you can learn from me, let it be this: Don’t fuck with monkeys! Simple and straight to the point. Don’t. Fuck. With. Monkeys! My brother has never learned this lesson…but then again, his dream in life was to grow up to be a Fishy Big One….
Laugavegur Part Four: Reflections around a Bonfire
We were officially crashing the tour guide, after-hour bonfire. It was a total “I carried a watermelon” moment. I had half a beer in hand, given to me from Germunder’s private stash, precious like miner’s gold. I wish I could have shown up with more, or brought firewood or something that would have been helpful. Instead…
Laugavegur Part Three: Putting the Ice in Iceland
When we finally come down from the snow-peaked mountains, there are rivers. Rivers meandering back and forth across the landscape everywhere. All those ribbons of water mean river crossings. On the first day that I properly bandage my blister, I’m told within an hour of leaving the hut that I have to take my shoes…
Goode Travels 