Travel


Oct
21
2008

Bittersweet

First of all, thank you all so much for the hundreds of wonderful comments and emails regarding our Big News: it was really so touching to hear so many lovely things from people we've never met but feel sure we would totally have a blast hanging out with were you to ever come over with a six-pack on a Saturday night. Also, I'm really sorry I seem to have made so many people cry. I hope you were all wearing waterproof mascara, at least. Particularly the boys.

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Aug
18
2008

Injuries Sustained In The Bahamas: A Personal And Public Record

So my pal Jim says I'm not allowed to post any more photos of me on vacation because there are too many photos of me on vacation already and this is possibly a little traumatic for people who are not on vacation, people who are, perhaps, stuck in a beige cubicle or inside the four walls of their living room, rather than on a white sand beach in the Bahamas, sipping rum punch and swimming with sharks. 

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Aug
13
2008

Wish You Were Here

So I don't have much to tell you right now, apart from the fact that I spent the hours between four and six p.m. today lounging around in this turquoise water right here:

After a surprisingly flawless trio of flights from Houston to West Palm Beach and West Palm Beach to the Abacos, we took a ten-minute water taxi to Green Turtle Cay, where we promptly dumped our bags at the hotel and settled in for lunch:

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Aug
10
2008

A Regular Jacques Cousteau

Scuba diving must be one of the only activities in the world where you constantly have to tell someone how much you weigh. Seriously, I had about five guys ask me my weight this weekend---getting fitted for the wet suit, getting fixed up with all the equipment---and it's not even that I minded so much, it's just one of those questions you don't really ever expect to be asked outright. What's your name? Sure. Where are you from? Yep, get it all the time. But how much do you weigh?

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Jul
24
2008

Only 78 Days To Go

A decision has been made. And since I am me, it is hardly surprising that this decision has been made a full month after it first came up. Seriously, you should try choosing breakfast cereal with me in the grocery store one day. But make sure to Tivo your favorite shows first because we're probably going to be there until they kick us out. Unless it's a 24-hour grocery store, of course, in which case we'll be there until you give up around 2am, shove a box of Bran Flakes into my basket, and shout THEY ALL TASTE THE SAME, WHO CARES.

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Jul
01
2008

We'll Always Have Paris....And Rome....And Paris....And Crippling Indecision

Wow, you all have some strong opinions about Europe, huh? Thank you, thank you, thank you for those great comments and votes and suggestions; we were tickled pink to hear your thoughts, although REALLY, ARE YOU KIDDING ME, 48 to 52 percent? As Janet so eloquently said in the comments, "it's like a presidential election around here." Oh, I know: 52 trumps 48, but still, I was kind of hoping it might be more like 78 to 22 or something, so that we'd be forced to confront some sort of really clear-cut answer.

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