"Bueno, Castilla-La Mancha isn't exactly known for its long, winding highways," Inmaculada said, dragging her fingertip across the screen of her mobile phone six consecutive times as the car pointed…
Our rented Kia Soul's direction was mainly southwest down I-55 to Saint Louis before we dipped slightly further south and nudged a bit east into the Deep South. As a…
Staring at my 2015 planner just one year ago, I circled just two dates: August 8th, my wedding day, and August 15th, my 30th birthday. I inhaled sharply, knowing that…
Kotor was moody and fickle. Storm clouds - dark and heavy - threatened to ruin our hike, but midway up the mountain, the temperature had surged five degrees, leaving me…
'El Camino no regala nada.' I was trailing Iván, using his walking stick as a third leg as we trudged up a muddy incline somewhere between Santa Marina and Ballotas.…