A new friend came to visit. He walked in the door and was immediately drawn to a painting that hangs above my sofa. He didn’t say a word. After several minutes, he took a step back and kept staring at it. “It’s from Cuba!” I blurted. I could take the silence no … Continue reading
The “Fasten Seat Belt” sign was still on. We seemed to be flying at altitude in a smooth and level fashion and I wondered if the flight crew simply forgot to turn it off. It happens. A lot. Having been a flight attendant, I didn’t want to be one of those people. I … Continue reading
“Hurry, we’re closing the door behind you!” the gate agent shouted as she saw me panting and red-faced pulling my roll-aboard (for years I thought it was roller board, but it turns out that’s a skateboard), in my red stilettos. She reached out to grab my extended boarding pass and we completed … Continue reading
One of my readers playfully suggested that the “Lucas and the girls” trip was not actually camping. How could she say such a thing?! I mean, we pitched a tent and everything. Okay, it was a brand new, state-of-the-art tent with luxury airbeds to go inside, but still, we did have to … Continue reading
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