If you follow my blog, you know that I have a slight obsession with street art (that’s putting it mildly) and that I try to satisfy that obsession with my travels. So, naturally when my birthday trip to the “Big Apple” came around, the first thing I did was diligently look into the best areas for murals and graffiti-clad buildings. It wasn’t easy, seeing that this was after all New York City and street art really is everywhere.
Miami has long felt like a second home to me and like many other islanders I have been visiting the city regularly since early childhood. The reason for visiting is always the same: shopping or as a layover on the way to Orlando to see the famous mouse. I understand why we islanders choose Miami out of countless other destinations in the world to visit again and again. While most people visit Miami for its beaches and sexy nightlife, we islanders choose Miami for the simple reason that it is affordable, at least it used to be, we get to shop till we drop, something that is not possible on most islands and we get access to items and restaurants that we’ve only seen advertised on American TV. Beaches and sexy nightlife are two things we are very familiar with already. It doesn’t get any sexier and the beaches don’t any sandier than in the Caribbean.
It happens now and then. You’re in between trips and you have no clue WTF to write about but then it hits you; what about all of those trips you took before you decided to enter the wonderful and oh, so exciting world of travel blogging?
Some times it feels like I have done more traveling before starting this blog than after. Perhaps the reality is a bit different and my take on it is a little misshapen because of my perceived “lack” of travels lately.
My husband made a remark the other day after I let out this long sigh and complained that I haven’t been anywhere for the entire month of January. Boohoo, poor me. “Do you hear yourself? You have been on trips, short and long almost every other month and yet you’re still complaining?”, he said. It did bring things rather harshly into perspective.
So, while I’m patiently waiting for the day I get to hand over my boarding pass to a bored ground stewardess and I finally board the plane to my next exciting destination, allow me to entertain you with tales of my recent past.
Let me tell you about the time I got robbed on the train to Antwerp.
By Esdra Richardson – Island Girl, Entrepreneur, Poet, Foodie and Alcohol Enthusiast
Hot as balls.
That’s what it was. Hot as balls.
I mean… I don’t have balls nor do I really know how hot they can be, but just a few days in, it became clear. Las Vegas in the Summer is hot as balls… Or the devil’s toenails, whichever island saying you like the most.
It has now been 5 years since my husband Jimmy and I said “I do” in New York City. Yes, that’s right folks. People from all over the world pay top bucks to get married on the beaches in the Caribbean, and this island girl’s idea of romance was yellow cabs and skyscrapers.
You already know that my trip to DC last month was amazing and I hope my post “10 Must Do’s in DC and surrounding area” and the post “Chasing Murals: the DC Edition” helped you with the planning of your next trip to Washington DC. Or perhaps my posts convinced you to stop making excuses and just take the trip. If so, mission accomplished! If not, here are some other photos I took during my visit to Washington DC and Alexandria, Virginia. I’m sure these will do the trick.