The Earliest Residents of Cancun Had Iron Guts
A brilliant sunrise got us out of bed early in our hotel, the sun beaming right into our faces. It was an opportunity for Cindy to practice with her new Lumix camera, trying again and again to get that line out of the shot when she shot into the sun. […]
In January, Cancun Feels Mighty Right
We’re kicking back, a Saturday afternoon on Mexico’s Caribe. The ocean out there is turquoise, then it blends to a slightly darker shade of blue. We’re in a place that I once thought I’d never visit…Cancun! Never say never. That’s because GoNOMAD espouses the philosophy of visiting the less-visited. We […]
Leave Eric Alone–Being Shy Isn’t Self-Centered!
Today is a whirlwind and not in a good way. I feel discombobulated and of course, unprepared for my trip to Mexico tomorrow. I’ll be gone a week, and we’ll be spending time at a beachfront hotel with a stunning pool and lots of time to do…nothing. I’m not sure […]
Two Women, Two Studios, a Hallway in Between
Every so often somebody leaves a copy of the NY Times at the cafe, and today I picked it up and found an article about a unique and appealing living situation. It was headlined “To Each Her Own” and was about two women friends who live in a giant apartment […]
A Negative Example or a Boost for Hamas?
The WSJ never fails to be a treasure trove of tidbits that fascinate and entertain me. Sometimes I forget to bring it home–and then dutifully drive back to the office to fish it out of recycling. It’s just that good. I learned today about how an Israeli colonel believes that […]
We Were All Set to Watch it on the ‘Net…Not Yet
The Inauguration in all its glory is now history. I’m sure Justice John Robert’s gaffe during the oath will be replayed for decades. At the cafe, we were all psyched to watch the whole historic darn thing on our computers. I had my tech wizard Joe Obeng here late Monday […]
Shooting, Scaring, and Other Means to Keep Birds at Bay
The other day I felt priviledged to tell a guy in the cafe the whole story about the plane that landed in the Hudson. As if living under a rock, on Friday he hadn’t heard the tale yet. I found out more about how airports deal with the problem of […]
Perl Loves the Amherst Quirks that Irk Larry
On the basketball court, they called him Perl. For some reason I didn’t get that it was a shortened version of his last name, Perlmutter. Instead I thought it was an homage to Earl the Pearl, of the flashy 1960s Knicks. I read about Perl today, he took over my […]