I’m not done talking about ice cream. I know, I know – you think I’d have gotten it out of my system after the thousand odd words I dedicated to it last week, right? But you’d also probably presume that at some point, I’d also have gotten tired of eating all these sweets, much less…
The last few weeks have been a bit of a whirlwind. I haven’t had much time to think, very little time to post, and hardly any time to look around and appreciate the world around me. Which is a shame, because it is quite a delightful world. So while I take a minute to enjoy…
If my last voyage out to New York was the trip of cupcakes, then my most recent trip to San Francisco was the jaunt of ice cream. Because in the few days that I spent there, I ate a lot of it. I can process dairy far better than the next gal (particularly if the…
A totally random note from Geraldine: This is the 500th post to appear on my blog. Holy cats. There are few things I’ve done 500 times, folks. I won’t exactly go into WHAT, but there are few things – let’s just leave it at that. Thank you to everyone who helped me get to this milestone…
Dear InterContinental Hotel, I get the feeling you are trying to tell me something. I just can’t figure out what it is … – Perhaps it will come to me after I’ve finished blow-drying my hair in the bathtub.* Sincerely, The Everywhereist *Oh, calm down. I used a sealant to protect my roots. AND…
I’ve often said that the greatest trick San Francisco ever pulled was convincing the world it was part of California. The city by the bay isn’t terribly sunny or warm. A chilly wind barrels down its streets, and as you clutch your coat tightly to you IN THE MIDDLE OF AUGUST, you contemplate moving someplace…
The Blue Bottle Cafe in San Francisco, California, is what happens when you combine a coffee shop with a science experiment. Coffee is served in beakers; the metal stools that line one edge of the bar are identical to the ones in my seventh grade biology class (I may have started having flashbacks of my…
For the first time in a decade (yes, ten whole friggin years) my brother and sister-in-law are in town. I realize that many of my readers will be saddened to discover that my bro is, in fact, married. On the plus side, I promise to post plenty of photos of him in the coming weeks.…
Riots, it would seem, are the theme of this week. It seemed rather apt, then, that I share with you some photos of Vancouver taken several long weeks ago, just days before Vancouver dealt with its own batch of civil unrest. I had headed up to Canada for a conference specifically geared towards travel bloggers,…
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