“But I don’t want to go among mad people,” Alice remarked. “Oh, you can’t help that,” said the Cat: “we’re all mad here. I’m mad. You’re mad.” “How do you know I’m mad?” said Alice. “You must be,” said the Cat, “or you wouldn’t have come here.” ― Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland To be
Each summer thousands visit my hometown, streaming into town off huge cruise ships that arrive in our channel. These visitors overwhelm our “historic” downtown, crowding the shops and asking questions that we locals have a hard time answering with a straight face. “Do you take American money here?” Umm…yes. We are still part of your
Hopped up on caffeine from the piping hot English Breakfast Tea I’d readily accepted from the airline steward with a sexy British accent, I was wide awake. Rather than sleep on the plane, I’d instead chosen to spend the early hours of the morning watching the live action Paddington Bear movie and sipping black tea poured from an actual tea kettle being carried down the plane isle.
I noticed the word “Galentines” floating around the internet this Valentine’s day and it took me a while to catch onto its meaning (I know, I know…clearly I’m out of the loop since I’m lucky enough to be spending Valentines with a significant other). For those of you also out of the loop- it’s gal,
Location: Paris, France Literary Inspiration: Le Petit Prince (The Little Prince) by Antoine de Saint-Exupery About the Book The seemingly autobiographical tale of Le Petit Prince (The Little Prince) has remained one of my most cherished books since the first time studying it in high school French class. This little French story of a stranded
There are some places you just fall in love with…and then keep going back. For me, one of those places is Chincoteague, Virginia. Here are my top 6 reasons for loving this little seaside town: This little seaside haven was made famous by the book Misty of Chincoteague by Marguerite Henry (Goodreads link), so naturally,
“Do you really think that looks like me?” I stared up at the statue I had come so far, and waited for so long, to see in person and held my iPhone to my ear. Peter Pan’s voice continued, but I was no longer listening. I couldn’t help agreeing with his own assessment. He didn’t look as I’d imagined. I couldn’t, however, imagine a more perfect spot to find The Lost Boy.