How about a terrifying tour of the globe just in time for Halloween? As GypsyNesters, our quest is to see the world and share it in our own quirky way. But why should we have
all the fun?
For some varied perspectives, we asked the web’s best independent travel bloggers to send us their best “Weird Food” experiences. We hit a goldmine of unusual, unappetizing, or just plain unnerving regional food photos from around the world!… CONTINUE READING >>
How about a terrifying tour of the globe just in time for Halloween? As GypsyNesters, our quest is to see the world and share it in our own quirky way. But why should we have
all the fun?
For some varied perspectives, we asked the web’s best independent travel bloggers to send us their best “Weird Food” experiences. We hit a goldmine of unusual, unappetizing, or just plain unnerving regional food photos from around the world!… CONTINUE READING >>
When Lonely Planet put out the word that they wanted submissions for clever Travel Pick-up Lines we were all in.
We love us some puns. The more corny the better… CONTINUE READING >>
When Lonely Planet put out the word that they wanted submissions for clever Travel Pick-up Lines we were all in.
We love us some puns. The more corny the better… CONTINUE READING >>
On a blustery New York City morning, I executed my first face plant.
The sun had just peeked out after a torrential rain and began to form those bands of brilliant, glorious Jesus Rays streaming through the clouds.
Next thing I knew, I lay prostrated before a church in that special kind of pain that only landing square on one’s schnozz can bring, surrounded by scattered partyware glistening in the sun like a golden calf.
But I probably deserved it… CONTINUE READING
On a blustery New York City morning, I executed my first face plant.
The sun had just peeked out after a torrential rain and began to form those bands of brilliant, glorious Jesus Rays streaming through the clouds.
Next thing I knew, I lay prostrated before a church in that special kind of pain that only landing square on one’s schnozz can bring, surrounded by scattered partyware glistening in the sun like a golden calf.
But I probably deserved it… CONTINUE READING
Thirty nine years!
As my darling wife of thirty-three of those would say, “That’s almost forty!”
That got me thinking, if ever there was a quintessential picture of bad hair and silly seventies-style outfits it was my prom photo.
So I embarked on a quest to find my high school sweetheart to get my hands on a photo… CONTINUE READING >>
Thirty nine years!
As my darling wife of thirty-three of those would say, “That’s almost forty!”
That got me thinking, if ever there was a quintessential picture of bad hair and silly seventies-style outfits it was my prom photo.
So I embarked on a quest to find my high school sweetheart to get my hands on a photo… CONTINUE READING >>
We wanted a small wedding – and thank God it was!Honestly, David (we’ll call him The Beanpole) wouldn’t have made it through otherwise.
It still strikes us strange that The Beanpole, who by that time had appeared on stage in front of hundreds of thousands of people as a musician, could be so nervous.
<–Just look at the body language! Have you EVER seen a more uncomfortable groom? Sheesh.
Our ideal wedding was… CONTINUE READING >>
We wanted a small wedding – and thank God it was!Honestly, David (we’ll call him The Beanpole) wouldn’t have made it through otherwise.
It still strikes us strange that The Beanpole, who by that time had appeared on stage in front of hundreds of thousands of people as a musician, could be so nervous.
<–Just look at the body language! Have you EVER seen a more uncomfortable groom? Sheesh.
Our ideal wedding was… CONTINUE READING >>
