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Lovely
Before I launch into what it is about being greeted with “hey lovely” that irks me so much, please allow me a grammatical side note which proves I am nasty and picky, not “lovely” at all. There are some adjectives that can go it alone without a noun, but “lovely” is not one of them.…
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The Arctic’s hottest spot: Reykjavik—36 hours in the coolest season
36 Hours in Reykjavik: The Cool Capital “Greenland is actually white because it’s full of ice,” my 3rd Grade teacher said, “And Iceland is actually green!” Then she stood in front of the chalkboard, smug and self-satisfied, as we broke out the Lakelands. It’s a widespread fallacy perpetuated by the experiences of summer visitors. It…
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Insights gained on a Trafalgar Tour of Christmas Markets
It isn’t safe to visit Bethlehem in December, so the next most Christmassy experience on Earth has to be the Christmas Markets in Germanic Europe. I took a week-long tour with Trafalgar and was hooked. The hotels were all of good quality and I stayed for several nights before the tour at The Hilton Vienna…
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The Power of Storytelling: Turning Inner Struggles into Character Arcs
Writers love to write plot twists; we revel in the next jolt of excitement.…
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There ain’t no cure for the Summertime Blues
I hate the story summer tells, and the way I never seem to belong…
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The Arctic’s hottest spot: Reykjavik—36 hours in the coolest season
36 Hours in Reykjavik: The Cool Capital “Greenland is actually white because it’s full…
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Insights gained on a Trafalgar Tour of Christmas Markets
It isn’t safe to visit Bethlehem in December, so the next most Christmassy experience…
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A Sacred Sanctuary in the Mountains: The Essence of Real Japan
It is early spring in Japan. We are to the west of Mount Fuji,…
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The Cusp between the years in Tuscany
After Rome, the most bucket-listed part of Italy is probably Tuscany. I spent New…
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Lenses on Lilac: Jacarandas in Ipswich
Where I live, in South East Queensland, there’s a saying that when the Jacarandas…
