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How often do we make resolutions we quickly abandon? It’s now April. Do you even remember the New Years resolutions you made four months ago? Maybe it’s time to check in. Let me tell you mine. I made two of them. Briena’s 2012 New Year’s Resolutions: 1. Slow down. I have a habit of taking [...]
Here are some things you need to know when planning a trip for Jamaica… 1. English is the primary language, although it’s next to impossible to understand the Jamaican dialect. Jamaicans are, for the most part, very friendly and will speak ‘American’ so that you can understand them. 2. US currency is widely accepted, especially in [...]
My friend Christopher Onstott, the photographer for the Portland Tribune, sent me the link to this video. How appropriate after my last blog post, the letter of concern I sent to Delta Airlines for endorsing a misleading campaign… Diet Coke for women’s heart health. Even if you don’t drink diet soda… or soda at all [...]
This advertisement was posted all over the Delta planes that carried me to and from Jamaica. Printed in the Delta Sky Magazine and rotating on the personal tv screens. ‘Diet Coke’ and ‘Heart Health’ should never be in the same advertisement unless it is a campaign to warn people of how un-heart-healthy [...]
Jamaica is known to be an extremely high theft/high crime country. I was warned of this before coming… by tourists and Jamaicans alike. (Just FYI, with a healthy dose of extreme paranoia lugging 10k worth of photo gear around, combined with staying in higher security areas, I haven’t faced any problems whatsoever.) Even tourist beaches are [...]
I arrived in Salt Lake City at 6:35 pm and was happy to get the hell out of there. I was all geared up for an annual motorcycle tour, red boots and all. Leering eyes of Mormon wives made me feel like a walking sin. It wasn’t entirely the women, whose leering [...]
Of course we hear about the thousands of bicycles riding over the canaled streets of Amsterdam. But my one day spent walking the city streets at nineteen, feeling a little naughty while glimpsing into ‘coffee’ shops and through the curtained windows of the infamous Red Light District, left me with a different sort [...]
