“Laissez les bons temps rouler”; the French phrase translates literally to “let the good times roll” and if it isn’t the official slogan for New Orleans, it should be.
Category Archives: North America
AirBnB-curated experience in Xochimilco, Mexico
I’m feeling much better today. Congested and sneezing the night before, I was terribly uncomfortable. Today, my sinuses cleared up, my headache is gone and I feel like I have energy for the day. Good, because we planned to spend it with several other people on a “boat” in a neighborhood 2hrs away from MexicoContinue reading “AirBnB-curated experience in Xochimilco, Mexico”
We Stayed For The Food in Coyoacán, Mexico
On the large hibachi-style grill, the cook flipped meat and the fresh tortilla shells that would hold the meat as he mouthed lyrics to the song playing in the market. It was a popular rap song and I bobbed my head to the familiar rhythm while I watched him work. In about five minutes, a large burrito and four tacos al pastor* were steaming in our faces. I forgot I wasn’t hungry.
Breathtaking views in Mexico City: Teotihuacan Pyramids
Outside of the Parque Delta Mall, our Uber driver pulled up curbside with his windows rolled down. I considered how hot and humid the weather was and wondered why our Uber driver and half the cars I had seen in Mexico City neglected air conditioning. When we got in, he put the windows up, leftContinue reading “Breathtaking views in Mexico City: Teotihuacan Pyramids”
Chasing Cherry Blossoms in Washington D.C
I buried my nose deep into Trevor Noah’s Born A Crime as the bus sputtered and stopped for the third time in less than 10 minutes, intent on ignoring the fact that we would not be arriving D.C at 10pm like we were supposed to. In my usual way, I started to think of theContinue reading “Chasing Cherry Blossoms in Washington D.C”
Hometown Tourist in Key West
A light wind blew air heavy with the scent of salt into my nose as I ran into the roadside gas station with my mom holding my hand. She had pulled me out of the way of a reversing truck, tugging on my arm so hard it hurt. “We came to Key West to haveContinue reading “Hometown Tourist in Key West”
Sunset over the Riviera
Sunscreen-clad, I leaned forward to let the last rays of sunlight touch my face. For a few minutes, it felt good, warm. With something by Bon Iver crooning in my ears, lyrics at the tip of my tongue, I closed my eyes against the sun. From the small square kitchen window in our apartment, IContinue reading “Sunset over the Riviera”
Eating Through NYC: Part 3
I like to read about where people have been, but a significant interest for me lies in the food from those places. Although I often run out of ways to describe what something tasted like, I hardly shy away from sharing. Am I your expert guide to food in NYC? that’s a hard no, butContinue reading “Eating Through NYC: Part 3”
An Afternoon in DUMBO, NY.
Rewind to about a month ago when it was freezing and windy in NYC and I thought it’d be a good idea to walk across the Brooklyn Bridge. You’d think something was pullng me towards it or that I hadn’t done it before.
Taste it or Leave it : A Coca-Cola Story
“There’s something about the Fanta in Nigeria, it’s sweeter as if sugar cane was used to sweeten it; the Fanta here [in the U.S] doesn’t taste as sweet”. These words are from a conversation I had with my cousin years ago. It was the first time I had ever considered that the Fanta I drank in Florida tasted different in Nigeria.