Quitting Your Job To Travel Isn’t...

12th May, 2016

There is this idea that keeps coming up in the travel writing community, that quitting your job to travel the world is a profoundly brave thing. You aren’t settling for…

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Standing Up For Yourself As a Woman...

4th Feb, 2016

The prescription says “post coital.” It actually says that on the bottle. When the doctor told me my instructions for taking the antibiotic, I sincerely did not think that he…

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Dante’s 10th Circle of Hell Is...

12th Jan, 2016

I don’t like horror movies. I think it’s because I don’t find violence or death to be that entertaining. I’m not trying to be holier-than-thou – I just really, really…

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How My Fitbit Made Me Lose My Mind.

14th Oct, 2015

Last month, some dear friends gave Rand and me Fitbits. If you are unfamiliar with the product, it’s sort of like a pedometer, but more judgmental. It keeps track of…

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An Open Letter to My Lady Bits

6th Oct, 2015

A word of warning to my dear, loyal readers who keep coming back here (presumably because of some sort of court-ordered mandate that I don’t really understand): this entire post…

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The Donald Trump Republican Presidential...

6th Aug, 2015

There is something perversely wonderful about tonight, Jon Stewart’s last night on The Daily Show, coinciding with the Republican Presidential debates, of which Donald Trump is a front-runner. Like, he’s…

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Pitch Imperfect: In which I Waste...

27th Jul, 2015

I am kind of an asshole. This should not be surprising for anyone familiar with the blog. I haven’t exactly done a great job of concealing it. But I feel…

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Travel Clothing: A Symphony of Horrors...

23rd Jun, 2015

When I’m not complaining about things that I have voluntarily brought upon myself, or tormenting my husband, I’m a travel writer. Since my beloved refuses to check luggage, a large portion of my…

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I’m in A Shame Spiral Because of...

16th Jun, 2015

Nearly every week, I engage in the same stupidity. I refer not to my tendency to watch DVR’d episodes of American Idol for hours on end (long after, I should note,…

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