A Marshmallow for Robert
I’ve always had a fear of college cafeterias. That whole walking around with a tray thing, trying to figure out where to sit, hoping you won’t…
Iceland: Legos, Lagoons and Semi-Monsoons
So far, the best thing about Iceland is my AirBNB—that and the fact that the 24 hour shop on the corner stocks McVitties Dark Chocolate Digestives…
Fire and Ice (and no, not Game of Thrones)
In approximately 9 hours, I’m flying to Iceland. Why? Well, in this case, the more appropriate question is “why not?” For the first time EVER, the…
Travel Blooper Friday: The Accidental Dog-napping
Between Monday’s post about dogs and Wednesday’s post about dogs, I figured I might as well keep this canine theme going a bit longer. And so,…
The Transatlantic Rescue
Last month, as usual, we made the annual Richter Family Pilgrimage to Franklin Square to play Drunk Mini Golf. I looks a little something like this:…
Riding a Bike is Just Like… Riding a Bike
Sometimes I have good ideas, like: I’m at my parent’s beach rental, its Labor Day weekend and this would be the perfect day for an early…
Travel Bloopers Friday Goes to Italy… Without Shoes
Okay, I’m tired of making fun of myself. I’d like to get back to making fun of my little brother if you don’t mind. (Sorry Tech…
Travel Blooper Friday: My Brooklyn Disappearing Act
With the start of the school year just around the corner (thanks for reminding me, Target, and every other retail establishment in America), I thought today…
Travel Blooper Friday: (Ano)the(r) Great Underwear Debacle
It’s Friday, which means its time to stop talking weddings and start talking travel bloopers. Here’s one from high school, and like last week’s (in which…
When in England, Don’t Say “Pants”
I’m going to take a break from telling embarrassing stories about my brother today and tell one about myself instead: Once upon a place (Oxford University,…
Greetings from the 1920s
No, this is not another rant about how weird and archaic it is to sit around waiting for the man you love to pop the question…
When You Arrive in Hershey But Your Shoes Do Not
Earlier this week, my younger brother (aka Tech Support) celebrated his 28th birthday. Still, there was a time when this sort of thing happened on a…
Fieldwork in Stilettos 