by Stephanie Block Kristina (Kris) L. Mayer, Ed. D. just happened to wander onto our website with a great travel story about Cambodia! When we did some digging, we discovered that what is up with this Doc is her company, KLMayer Consulting Group, whose business is philanthropy. KLMayer Consulting Group is the KLM of the…
by Stephanie Block Fiesta is like a Mexican Mardi Gras—it’s the biggest party in Texas, and in a state that size, that’s really saying something! What better setting for this hundred-year old, ten-day party than historic San Antonio? Here, a floating parade and roving mariachi bands can drift through the cafés and bars nestled along…
by Stephanie Block Where were you on 9/11? I know where I was- on a secret trip to NYC. It didn’t stay secret very long… Crack, crack. Boom, boom. The pyrotechnic canons exploding to Slash’s guitar solo at the 30th Anniversary Michael Jackson concert at Madison Square Gardens? Actually, sadly, the onomatopoetic explanation detailed, to…
by Stephanie Block It’s that time of year again, to say good-bye to good, old 5764 and welcome 5765. It’s the Jewish New Year! The Jewish calendar is a little bit at odds with the Gregorians of the world- it leans lunar, so each year we have to chase down our dates and match them…
by Stephanie Block I was wide awake at five a.m., but my body felt like lead. I’d been like that song, tossing and turning all night. In quiet desperation, I called United Airlines to see if I could get on a later flight. The noon non-stop to Philadelphia was wide open, they said, and I…
Everyone says, “You lived in Japan? Well did you see that movie, Lost in Translation??” People look at me expectantly, waiting for me to confirm real life against their movie version of what living in Japan must be like. And I admit, there are some similarities. Like Charlotte, I, too, followed my love to Tokyo….
by Stephanie Block ’Twas two weeks before Christmas, and wouldn’t you know?The Fillmore Street merchants were planning their show.Jazz musicians were diggin’ it, and tuning their pipes,While the boulevard’s trees got dressed with white lights. ’Twas two weeks before Christmas, and wouldn’t you know?The Fillmore Street merchants were planning their show.Jazz musicians were diggin’ it,…