Florianopolis, Brazil Travel Guide: Where Beaches, Oysters and Firm Bottoms Collide
Florianopolis is a sizeable island filled with good eats, better beaches and really hot people. In a nutshell: It’s fantastic.
Florianopolis is a sizeable island filled with good eats, better beaches and really hot people. In a nutshell: It’s fantastic.
I returned to my hotel after the shawarma incident, when suddenly I felt filled with a whole lot more than regret.
For no good reason whatsoever, the thought of Iguazu Falls always left me unsettled. As a producer, writer and editor for the Travel Channel for eons, Iguazu Falls crossed my desk quite a bit — via the work and travels of other writers, of course. I’d see pictures of the […]
I haven’t spoken much about this ’til now. Maybe I was ashamed of my gluttony; maybe I wanted to hold close to my heart the magic of those cocoa bean-filled days…and nights. You see, where once the words Rapa Nui stirred visions of mysterious Easter Island (and a vague […]
When the going gets weird, the weird get going. Or something like that. At any rate, after a few days in Bariloche, Ayaz and I realized that this town felt more than a little bit off to both of us. Don’t get me entirely wrong: it’s in a gorgeous […]
Another day, another travel blunder. This particular misstep involved the heady combination of my best intentions and poor Spanish language skills.
There now exists a priceless image of me, a cracker and a sharp-beaked bird in communion together for all to see (and mock!).
There’s good reason visiting the tiny town of Colonia del Sacramento is one of Buenos Aires’s most popular day trips: it’s a straight-up hotbed of charm.
Like honey attracts flies and Justin Bieber inexplicably attracts tweens, it seems my lot in life is to attract naked neighbors.
If you’re in Buenos Aires for any length of time — from a few days to a few weeks — learning to ride the city’s extensive bus network makes sense.
What are the sights one sees in a famously perilous neighborhood, where crime and muggings and deep poverty lurk just footsteps away? Probably not these.
I haven’t encountered this level of travel mystification since I stumbled upon a Vietnamese amusement park in its off season.