Homeward Bound started with food poisoning. I traveled for 19 weeks in places like India, Egypt, and Turkey and routinely ate food from street vendors and hole-in-the-walls. I thought my stomach could handle anything. Apparently “anything” does not include a […]Read More ›

One day, when I was 15, I decided to join the Army. Like so many of life’s fascinations, it’s difficult to understand what spurred my decision. But I do know that my love of America had a lot to do […]Read More ›

The trouble of getting to Marrakech, Morocco was worth it.  I fell in love with everything about this city.  For starters, the food:         If you are in Marrakech, visit the Djamma El Fna square at night.  […]Read More ›

Have you ever gotten food stuck in your throat? You’re not choking. You can still breathe. But the food won’t go down despite repeated swallowing. This happened to me on the way from Madrid to Marrakech. I consumed a bunch of Lindt […]Read More ›

I hate the travel naysayers. You know, the people who use scare tactics to try to convince me that I can’t travel here or there because it’s too dangerous for a solo female traveler. I realize that I need to be more […]Read More ›