Cuban Crisis: Reflections (Epilogue); July 2015
Cuba continues to reverberate in our thoughts, months after returning to our comfortable cocoon. The embassy reopened while we were underwater, and » Read more
Cuba continues to reverberate in our thoughts, months after returning to our comfortable cocoon. The embassy reopened while we were underwater, and » Read more
A funny thing happened on the way to the theatre. From being La Jolla Playhouse subscribers to Broadway (and off) regulars in » Read more
Friday, July 24, 2015 A different flavor of passport nightmare awaited us in Havana. The return trip from Jardines de la Reina » Read more
Tuesday, July 14, 2015 Leaving Steve behind in San Diego, not knowing if he would be able to leave in time for » Read more
(Warning for those with limited attention spans: This is a long tale, with many twists and turns, but for those who care » Read more
Part III My iPad alarm clock came to life at 6:15am. Marie got up and immediately issues a low warbly muffled scream » Read more
Part II Heading west on one way Calle 17, we pass rows of stately but crumbling and mostly abandoned mansions dating back » Read more
“MY PURSE!!!” “What?!” !” Someone… grabbed my, my purse!!” Four in our group are awakening from a late night suckling pig and » Read more
A week in the Big Apple shaped around 2 Broadway openings, coupled with coinciding with the Tribeca Film Festival, could only be » Read more
When people ask me why I am going to Paris alone, in March, the subtext seems to be: “Again? Why?” That’s not » Read more