Prepare to feast your eyes on buildings that look like wedding cakes. As I found out on my recent trip to Curaçao, the Willemstad neighborhood of Scharloo is THE spot for ogling opulent, vibrant architecture. But how did these edifices come to be? Let’s take a trip through history… In the 18th century, Curaçao was… [Read More]
Architecture
An “Infinity Beach” Two Stories ABOVE the Ocean?!
“To get to the beach, you’ll have to take the elevator,” Curaçao travel expert, Eugene, chuckled as he pulled his van up to my Willemstad hotel. A perplexed furrow in my brow, I gazed out at the ocean, just beyond the road, and then up at the Renaissance Curaçao Resort & Casino. “That’s not possible,” I… [Read More]
Fishtown, Philly’s Fish-Loving, Colorful Street Art!
Art-soaked Fishtown, Philadelphia was my destination last month, touring with my best friend, Marleny. Is there any other spot that has gone so full-out on themed decorations? Even the public trash cans have fish on them! Come walk the streets of Philly’s Fishtown with me to see… Fishtown used to be the heart of —… [Read More]
MASS MoCA: A Perfect Art Museum in Massachusetts for Kids and Adults!
Rule #1 of travel with two kids under 4: Get the munchkins out of the rental house, or they will destroy the rental house. Thus it was that during our recent trip to Williamstown — that bucolic green-hilled town in Western Massachusetts — we quested for an activity. “What about that modern art museum in… [Read More]
The Best Place to Travel this Year for Me Was… Curaçao!
“What’s the best place you traveled to recently?” people often ask. Well, this year, one spot leapt into my heart and smooched it so sweetly that it’s the clear winner: Curaçao. The reason this tiny island in the Caribbean thrilled me boils down to… RAINBOWS. Curaçao is an aria of colors in every sense of… [Read More]
A Glamorous Airport Lounge (and Double-Decker Plane!) in Boston as I Ponder In-Between Spaces
A liminal space is the threshold between two eras, places, or states of being. This April Vacation, I inhabited the liminal world from head to toe, and nowhere was it more literal than the day I spent in Boston’s Logan Airport: in a glamorous airline lounge, even ON an airplane… and yet going nowhere. In… [Read More]
