After I made it past the door man with my iPad in my backpack, I set out to explore my new neighborhood. Eventually I found what I was looking for on Bui Vien street behind my hotel: a backpacker neighborhood. You know you’re in the right place when you see folks...
Thoughts about life in general
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Moods: Choosing Joy
Travel has the power to make you full of energy and wonder — for a few hours, days or even weeks. But then you get habituated to your new lifestyle — and become your everyday self again.
I got your “midlife” right here.
Middle Aged. Mature. Midlife. Menopausal. Matronly. Stodgy words that wear sensible shoes and clutch their pearls. There’s no way to even TALK about being 40 or 50 without first having to get past all the baggage attached to the vocabulary. It’s taken for granted that at this age, we’re...
Plot Twist!
In which Lauren becomes disillusioned with everything and escapes to Java. ~~~~~~~~~~~ The other day I completely dismantled everything about my life in just a few hours. My life is pretty flexible, so this is an easy thing for me to manage — maybe too easy. We’ll see.
Baza, Spain: The Cave House, and Feeding My Soul
Caves are cool, dark and silent. They resonate with earth energy — a sense of being grounded; vibrations as slow and rich as a Tibetan gong. I think that’s why I sleep so deeply in my cave house in southern Spain. Each morning as I reach for my phone...
Back on track…Africa, here I come!
After my last post, a really kind ‘internet friend’ wrote to tell me that reading it made him sad. He reminded me that my dream is solid and beautiful, and encouraged me to do whatever I needed to do to keep going forward. This is the response I sent...
Nervy Girls Around The World
Just a few of the remarkable women I’ve had the privilege to photograph in my travels.
When Fabulous Becomes The New Normal
I am struggling again. Not loneliness this time, since Craig is with me. Just that sort of general malaise one gets from time to time.
One year. Wow.
Today is my anniversary. It’s been one year since I achieved ‘escape velocity’ and boarded a plane to leave the US. I feel like the occasion should be marked with a juicy post about all I’ve learned and experienced. But when I try to write such a post, I’m...