There’s a beach-bum in all of us, but it takes that lounge lizard to find just the right hot spots. A lizard whom seeks only the ultimate in life’s little pleasures. Because that is why we are all here, right? If not for the pleasure(s) in life, what is there left to seek?
Bondi Beach. Sydney, Australia. 1997. 21 years old and I was a virgin on the travel beat. I’d traveled domestically and within The United States several times in my young years, but I had never traveled internationally, like over the ocean!
Six months in paradise.
I was very young, and very naïve in Australia, I savoured every moment. My mother asked me several times before I set off on this wicked year of excursions “Well, what are you going to do? Where are you going to sleep? How are you going to eat?” Continue reading →