[dropcap]P[/dropcap]ale yellow paths, decorated with stone mosaics wind through gardens fragrant with the scent of gardenias, bougainvillea, and jasmine as well as yellow Alamandas flowers for which the resort is named. Owner Isabel Goldsmith who inherited the place from her grandfather, simply fell in love with this remote paradise and
OKLAHOMA After enjoying a lovely evening in the Lincoln Motel Inn in Chandler, Oklahoma, where we took advantage of the proudly advertised micro fridge and cable TV, we headed off to finish the 400 miles of Route 66 that runs through the Sooner State. First, we took a gander at
Escape to Puerto Vallarta’s warm waters and hospitality
“Nobody walks in Abu Dhabi. It’s the desert,” the hotel clerk warned when I asked whether two sightseeing spots that looked deceptively close on my map could be reached on foot. “People either take buses or taxis,” he added. So, abandoning any hope of wandering, I boarded the hotel shuttle
The monkeys are quiet here. So are the lemurs, the flamingos, and the crocodiles. No traffic sounds or sirens break the silence, except for an occasional bird song or lap of waves against the shore. This is not the Cancun of cruise ship passengers and shopkeepers shouting about their wares,
Dream or reality? Is reality nothing but a dream? A pure product of our imagination? An illusion? The line between the two is often blurred. On the eastern edge of the Musashino plains, where much of western Tokyo lies, is the Sekiguchi Plateau, a scenic spot famous for its wild Camellias, since the fourteenth
Many Twilight Zone episodes feature a road trip gone strange. A couple are driving along, make a turn and find themselves (as Rod Serling put it so magically) “traveling through another dimension — a dimension not only of sight and sound but of mind. A journey into a wondrous land whose boundaries
When you think of San Antonio, you may think of The Alamo, The Riverwalk, or Six Flags. What you may not think about is food. San Antonio is home to world-class chefs and award-winning restaurants. As one of only two UNESCO Creative Cities of Gastronomy in the United States, San
It is Tuesday August 23rd, 2016 and I have been excitedly driving westward toward Nevada for two days. I parked for the night just off I-80 in “somewhere” Nebraska.
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