Inspiration: Loch Ness, Scotland: In Search of Nessy
I bought my ticket to Scotland and packed my best lingerie, along with a cosmetic bag filled with high expectations.
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Opinion: NYC: The Underground Carnival
by Ana Maria Toro Perhaps more than in any other city in the country, New York depends heavily on its trains: by connecting five spread-out boroughs, they are the veins that pump life into the city and give it its collective heartbeat. The long steel cars that announce their arrival like an angry beast hold…
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Culture: Argentina: Tango for One
by Jennifer Anthony Dining alone is the true test of a traveling singleton’s confidence, especially in a country as passionate and romantic as Argentina. Yet solo dining is also a way to experience an event with eyes wide open. It was 2004. I had two days left in Buenos Aires. I could not leave Argentina…
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Inspiration: California, USA: Sky Tango
by Jennifer Anthony Skydiving is both a stimulating and terrifying little sport. It can also be very heated and sensual and leave one trembling from a combination of exhilaration and excitement that will forever be irrevocably intertwined. A part of me has always wondered what it would feel like to skydive. A very remote part….
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Culture: Croatia: Hvar from Heaven
by Sarah Naimark I might as well be driving the tiny motorboat through the tangerine sunset itself, the way the water reflects the vibrant sky. I stick my hand into the warm sea to reassure my senses that I am not, in fact, putt-putting in heaven, but rather into the island of Hvar. The ripples…
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Visionaries: Angie Ruiz: Rising and Wandering Star
by Callie Silver and Stephanie Block When actress and activist Angie Ruiz is not rubbing elbows with the likes of Richard Gere, she opts to explore the Egyptian pyramids and to volunteer in East Africa. An officer, a gentleman, and King Tut? Why not! Angie makes it a point to imprint the world with her…
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Inspiration: Australia By Mistake
by Katherine Losse I ended up in Australia by mistake. I was supposed to go to London for the semester, but due to some anonymous, last-minute bureaucratic incompetence, I ended up bound for Sydney instead. I told myself I was game for anything…right? Arriving in Sydney I boarded the plane to Sydney with a backpack…
