I’d watched all that Rick Steves had to offer on visiting Rome, and I’d been there once before, so on my second trip, the plan was to hit all the sites that I hadn’t gotten to the first time, cocky as heck with all my knowledge. On my first trip I’d worn blue Keds, and I’d walked an average of 12 miles a day (because … Continue reading Rick Steves Lied to Me
I miss travel in these dark times, but, it turns out I’ve been cursed with the Pavlovian response of gagging on planes, so maybe it’s best that I can’t fly right now. This gag reflex is going to deeply cramp my style when I’m sitting next to Chris Evans on a flight – both in our “meet cute” and later, en route to our castle … Continue reading I Gag on Planes Now
One February afternoon in Florence, I decided to go up to a tourist spot called Piazzale Michelangelo. The problem with this was, it was a literal hike up a mountain, and at this point in my trip, I had sustained multiple injuries, the most recent one being a knee injury from reaching the bottom of a staircase – or what I thought was the bottom … Continue reading My Hellish Hike to Selfie Town
I love to travel. I love to tell funny stories. And I love to tell funny stories about travel. So, I thought, why not make a big ol’ section of my blog devoted to that? “But, Kelly,” I said to myself, “I’m sure there are already a billion blogs out there with a comedic bent to travel.” “Oh, Kelly,” I said back to myself, “You’re … Continue reading The Not-So-Pretty Side of Travel
