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5 Things to Do in Cabo. Unless You Want to Survive!
Be warned. These “5 Things to Do in Cabo” might render you a pariah to the indigenous folk, your family and all who know you. 1. Ignore the “Danger Don’t Swim” Signs at the Resort and Dive Into the Ocean
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The Lengths I’ll Go to Try to Impress You (& be of service)
I like to brag. And every now and them I’m a cowgirl who’s all hat and no cattle. But I did something I didn’t think I could do in the video below, see if you can do it with me!
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My 74-Year-Old Mother Takes on Ecuador (The Galapagos MisAdventure)
Her Hillside Train Both Hit a Car and Derailed!! She took it all in stride … Kathy Bart is guest posting today. She’s just returned from Ecuador and The Galapagos Islands, she is also my mother (all three challenging environments).
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From Los Angeles Mom to Helping Syrian Refugees
Excerpt: “Things get real when I’m handed the three-year-old son of the pregnant woman.
He keeps trying to run back into the water, back into the boat where his mom has gone into labor while in the throes of hypothermia. He isn’t crying, he’s stoic, which somehow makes it worse. I can’t help imagining how terrified my children would’ve been in this situation. How traumatized they’d be to see their mother suffer like this.” Keep reading.
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How Syrian Refugees can Trump Donald Trump (hint: a mouse)
Excerpt: “But Sunni and Shia death squads began targeting Iraqis working for the coalition. Z survived one kidnapping and one assassination attempt in which a man with a machete tried to behead her right in front of the Green Zone.” Keep Reading …
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This is What Syrian Refugees Look Like (Slideshow)
Thanks to the Paris terror attacks and the more recent mass shooting in San Bernardino by two Muslims, Syrian refugees are all over the news. The internets and pundits are rife with Islamophobia and xenophobia as a result. (The Donald’s combover has never looked quite so outraged.) Keep Reading:
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Syrian Men Become Refugees to Avoid Becoming Terrorists (video)
Excerpt: “The men, ages 20 to 25, were weak from three days without food and water, were soaked to the skin from a treacherous sea crossing from Turkey, but were eager to tell their stories to Westerners who cared.” Keep Reading …
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My Father’s Curse! (Syrian Refugee Crisis)
My father cursed me. I was departing to volunteer and gather stories in Syrian refugee camps in Lesvos, Greece. A tiny island of 85,000 residents who’ve hosted more than 500,000 refugees since January. “I think what you’re doing is irresponsible,” he said. “You’ve got children to raise.” I reminded him I wasn’t going to Syria to thrust myself betwixt Bashar al Assad (who might gas me) and ISIS (who might alleviate me of my head). I was going to Europe. Keep Reading …
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What One Refugee Did That Put a Lump in my Throat (Syrian Refugee Camps)
Excerpt: “I have my own story. One I’ve replayed in my head when dread lodges in my body while I watch the scenes of horror in Paris unfold on TV. Just yesterday, prior to the attacks, I visited Moria. It has the most dire reputation of the refugee camps because it’s where the single Syrian males are housed along with what are considered “economic” immigrants from Afghanistan, Sudan, Somalia and Iraq. Moria is surrounded by high concrete walls topped with barbed wire and looks more like a prison than a refugee camp.” Read More …
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Going to Syrian Refugee Camp in Greece. Back Soon.
Should all the stars and British Airways align I’ll be leaving next Monday for the Moria and Kara Tepe Syrian refugee camps on the island of Lesvos in Greece to volunteer and gather stories. I like to live a scheduled, structured, fairly predictable life, but am fortunately friends with a bad ass human rights activist, Jamie Grumet, who likes to push me out of my comfort zone. In 2013 she talked me into taking my family to Africa and now this. Keep Reading.
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Top 14 Things To Do In Italy (That Travel Guides Don’t Tell You!)
Excerpt: “You will get lost in Rome. You will get lost in Florence. You will get lost in San Gimignano and anywhere there is a paved road or a goat trail. And it won’t be charming. You will be at each other’s throats and you will probably run over someone on a Vespa. You may not kill them, but you will definitely maim them and you will get lost trying to transport them to the hospital and will run over six more people inexplicably having an on-foot Saint Parade in the middle of the Amalfi Coast Highway during rush hour. Read More.
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What to do in London: Our Tour Through London’s West End Theater Productions
Excerpt: During one particularly gruesome scene, a character, who’d also provided comic relief, kills himself by slitting both wrists and allowing his life’s blood to gush down two metal spears stuck into two copper bowls which fill with the red stuff almost six inches deep. One theater goer had a brief fainting spell during that bit. Keep reading!
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I Went in for a Massage and Might Have had a Happy Ending (London)
Thwackah! This was the sound of the 4′ 6′ Shimura whipping both sheets off of me like a magician revealing the fact he’s made his assistant disappear. Except, in my case, revealing my entirely naked, and now clenched, ass. Was this normal? Did everyone here have entirely exposed buttocks for their butt massage? Maybe this was like that Korean spa on Western where thickset Korean women with arms like tree trucks flay your entirely naked body with sea salt before they hose you down like fish on a wharf? I’m sure this is just like that and is totally not a happy ending …
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How to Have a Threesome in Vietnam!
The room was dark and quiet and I could hear the familiar sound of sleeping bodies around me. But there was another noise as well. In the bunk above me. Oh God, please no. The wet fluid sound of movement.
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Utah is Dry no More and Jack Nicholson Might Show up in my Hotel Room
All I really seem to crave right now is some warm milk and a Thai caning. Neither of which I am capable of purloining in The Peery Hotel aka The Overlook Hotel in The Shining. I may not survive the night.
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Au Revoir Paris, Time to Get Organized for 2014. I Could Use Some Help!
Leaving Paris to go home and: 1. Set up mammogram. 2. Set up doctor appointment to remove child’s warts. 3. Figure out Obama Care. 4. Pick up cats from kennel 5. Mainline crack.
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6 Surefire Ways to Keep Your Kids Happy on Vacation (we’re in Paris) While Enjoying It Yourself
Welcome to my Traveling With Kids In Paris series: This year our vacation has been to Paris over the kids’ winter break. Here are my 6 tried-and-true ways to keep your kids happy on vacation while still being able to
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Let Them Eat Orange Rinds aka Traveling With Kids in Paris
TRAVELING WITH KIDS IN PARIS! Shhh. I’m hiding in an internet cafe on Rue Thouin across the street from the apartment we’re renting on the Left Bank in the Latin Quarter in Paris. Henry left us for the day to
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Dreaming of Butt Crunches in Paris aka Workouts-On-Demand Giveaway
I’m in Paris eating Brie, Mousse Au Chocolat, Tarte Tatin, Foi Gras, Boeuf Bourguignon, Coq Au Vin, Crepes and Escargot. Excuse me while I wipe the butter, garlic and cream off of my chubby little fingers …. I’m back. Must
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Gwyneth’s Affair With Gerard aka Happy New Year 2014 From TWFKAB! (photos)
If you enjoy TWFKAB sign up for our newsletter HERE! We’re heading out of town to Paris tomorrow. It sounds sexy, but I promise to vomit on the plane and to have an affair with Gerard Depardieu who will give
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People We Love In Africa
After a butt-numbing 36-hour travel day (which, technically makes it “days”) we are home from our African adventure. If you want to read about our romantic, intrepid, grabbing-life-by-the-cajones safari with lots of photos you can start HERE. We certainly miss
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I Can Talk To The Animals: Last Day of Safari
Guess what? After two weeks photographing the animals on safari I can hear their thoughts: Today we fly home. Blech. Last night we had our final dinner out in the bush. This was the moon that was out: Our field ranger
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Lion Sands 1933 Lodge at Sabi Sands: Here, I Am Megan Fox
We’re nearing the end of our trip. I’m in mourning. When I travel I find myself to be romantic and bold. My hat sits at a jauntier angle. I think it’s a good idea to buy some lacy g-strings despite
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Heading to Hippo Country: Safari Day 11
They had to pry me out of our More Quarters Hotel apartment in Cape Town by the bloody stumps of my fingers. People in Cape Town – and the whole of South Africa actually – are pathologically chipper, laid back
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Wine Tasting and Cheetah Petting in Cape Town, South Africa
Traveling can be The Agony and The Ecstasy. Just so you don’t want to garrote us for galavanting in the sub-tropical South African veld here’s a little Agony. But then, after a five-hour jostling coach ride and a two-hour flight
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