Lori Duff Writes
I didn’t grow up with pets. My father has a basic contempt for any critter that doesn’t have the sense to be born a human being. My mother teeters between being afraid of anything with pointy teeth and being grossed out by anything with an exposed anus. Our pets were limited to birds in cages…
Why take a tour when you can take a ghost tour? I found myself in Savannah, GA for a work conference and, because this sort of thing is what passes for a vacation for my family, I dragged them all along. They entertained themselves during the day while I was being educated but at night…
It’s probably wrong on a fundamental level for me to be so insanely jealous of my own child that I kind of hate him a little bit. Jacob, whose friends are clearly of a higher quality than my own, is currently touring Italy and France with a friend of his and her family. I’m not…
I boarded the plane with the dread I always feel when required to sit next to strangers. Who will be next to me? Do they have the same hygiene standards as me? Do they have the same sense of personal space? Are they talkers? Not a fan of talkers. I’m on this plane to get…
As I sit here typing, I am in a hotel room. I’m someone who doesn’t generally travel much, but I have been living out of a lot of suitcases lately. It’s not that I’m opposed to travel. The idea appeals to me greatly. There are a lot of places in the world I’d like to…
I went to visit my parents in Ft. Myers, Florida, largely because I found an unbelievably cheap round trip flight. Of course, the “Student Driver” sticker on the plane explained the price just a little bit, as did the $50 million per carry-on bag fee. In order to get this fare, I had to take…
One day in the not too distant future, when I have more than three recreational hours in a row, I would like to travel the world. I want to go to Italy and see the art that virtually litters every street corner. I want to dive the Great Barrier Reef in Australia. I want to…