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What It’s Like to Sail Panama’s San Blas Islands
My friends and I booked tickets to Panama semi-impulsively because the flights were super reasonable (around $300). Once we started planning, we knew that we wanted to spend less time in the city and more time in the islands. Specifically the San Blas Islands. Affiliate links are included in this article. Any affiliate is a resource I use and recommend. If you click on a link and use their services or make a purchase, I may receive a commission at no cost to you. Located off the east coast of Panama in the Caribbean Sea, San Blas, officially called Guna Yala (or Kuna Yala) is an Indian country that has…
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What I Spent In 5 Days at the Albuquerque New Mexico International Balloon Fiesta
Affiliate links are included in this article. Any affiliate is a resource I use and recommend. If you click on a link and use their services or make a purchase, I may receive a commission at no cost to you. The Albuquerque New Mexico International Balloon Fiesta has been on my bucket list for probably 20 years and by a bit of dumb luck I ended up checking this one off the list during the AIBF’s 50th anniversary in 2022. The event takes place over nine days in October, featuring various exciting activities such as mass ascensions and specialty glow events. Spoiler alert: it wasn’t a cheap trip, but I’ve…
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No Hielo – A Cuba Tale
I blame Hemingway. And my love for sweet, fruity cocktails. Picture it: Cuba, 2018, a bar that shall remain nameless (but touts a connection to Ernest himself), and daiquiris. I love me some daiquiris! What’s the first rule of international travel? Don’t drink the water. This is a story of how ice is (shockingly) made from, you guessed it, water. Ice is not your friend in Cuba. Cocktails in Cuba Three friends walk into a Havana bar, where they’re promptly and blatantly ignored by the bartender for a solid 20 minutes. Unbeknownst to each other, each of the friends is thinking how ridiculous the wait is and that maybe they…
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Manifesting Billionaire’s Pool | The Brando, Tahiti
36-ish hours. That was all the time I got to spend at The Brando in Tahiti. I was coming off a week on the Paul Gaughin and the same PR team that arranged that trip arranged a brief stopover at The Brando which had only opened a few months before. Upon landing I was greeted with the requisite tropical cocktail and a handsome ukulele-playing Tahitian. From the second I stepped into my one-bedroom villa, I knew I was never leaving. Since I’m currently writing this from my home in Orlando, you know how that went. But I did seriously contemplate missing my flight off the island. All though it’s a…
