When Pigs Fly

During the week-long-party-on-wheels that is RAGBRAI, all… no, MOST inhibitions are thrown to the wind. Men and women who ordinarily armor themselves with suits and dresses – of the sort that hide bulges and accentuate the more flattering curves, be it of muscle or body shape – strip down to spandex, which by nature hides … More When Pigs Fly

Neat-oh, Quito

Our South American adventure was quickly coming to a close, and though we were wiped out from our mountain hike in Peru and museum escapades in Guayaquil we still had one last city to explore: Quito. As the capital of Ecuador, Quito sits just below orbit at 9,350′ and is the second highest capital in … More Neat-oh, Quito


It’s a known fact that every flight has a crying baby, at least one mouthy complainer and a small flock of anxious worriers. They have to, I’m pretty sure it’s obligatory. Nevertheless, I’m always a bit peeved to find them on board, and there is something about me that draws the aforementioned to my general … More Breathless

On The Rocks

This past weekend BT and I packed the dogs into the car and headed North into Bucks County. It baffles me as to why people here distinguish places by county. No where have I lived, ever, has county mattered unless there was a tornado warning or a fair. Yet the county reigns supreme here, perpetually … More On The Rocks