Some friendly traveling tips from Lydia.

My housekeeper Lydia (not just my housekeeper, but this morning mine) uses my parking space when she comes over, which means I have to be out of the apartment by a certain hour. This was the kind of morning where I thought I had everything ready to go until the very last second, when I saw I still had trash to take down, needed to grab some notes I’d be working on today, and then I forgot my phone. Continue reading

for my next adventure: the girl who’s never even been camping goes big.

Over the years I’ve thought about doing a continuing series on this site called It’s Not That Scary. Because sometimes I end up doing things that some people consider daunting or frightening. Like jump out of an airplane. Eat a bug in Thailand. Buy a house. (Okay, that last one I still consider rather horrible even though I barely had to do anything and had lots of help, but I’m still kind of scarred and unsure when I’ll attempt homeownership again.)

But I like new adventures, and travel is good for you. So here’s my newest It’s Not That Scary, even though I think I can’t really call it that until it’s over and I can prove that it’s not that scary. Continue reading