One Rainy Day In County Cork, Ireland (and Kinsale)

Kinsale, Ireland.

Cobh, the port of call for Cork, Ireland, may be best known as the last port call on the Titanic. Oh, and it is pronounced like “cove,” in case you were wondering. Our guide and driver were waiting for us as we exited the ship, and within moments our intrepid group set . . . → Read More: One Rainy Day In County Cork, Ireland (and Kinsale)

Dublin, Ireland: Old Books, New Whiskey

Dublin, Ireland: The library at Trinity College.

I would have liked to spend a couple of days in Dublin, Ireland. The city has a wonderful energy, is easy to navigate, and the people are extremely friendly. Our first order of business, after leaving the Celebrity Silhouette, was to had straight to Trinity College to . . . → Read More: Dublin, Ireland: Old Books, New Whiskey

Belfast, Northern Ireland: Fish and Chips and a History of Conflict

Belfast, Northern Ireland: The Antrim Coast is gorgeous.

As I talked about our cruise itinerary, perhaps my least anticipated port was Belfast. In advance of our cruise, I hired a guide with the expectation that we would see some of the coastline, and a couple of murals.

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London Travelogue, Day 4: Friends, Dumplings, and the Wrap-Up            

London Travelogue: Our friend/awesome tour guide.

Last year we sailed on the Seabourn Quest from Fort Lauderdale to Monte Carlo. On a sixteen night trip, with twelve sea days, you are going to meet people, whether you want to or not. Though we went on the trip with friends, we made even more friends . . . → Read More: London Travelogue, Day 4: Friends, Dumplings, and the Wrap-Up            

London Travelogue, Part III: British Food Does Not Suck

London Travelogue – Westminster Abbey

Another morning, another gorgeous stroll, this time to Westminster Abbey. We got there just before the 9:30 AM opening, and with advance tickets, we were in and exploring early. Westminster Abbey is not only a fully functioning church, with several services each day, but also a burial place for . . . → Read More: London Travelogue, Part III: British Food Does Not Suck

London Travelogue, Part II: We’ll Never Be Royals

London Travelogue Part II: Starting the day in Green Park.

We awoke to beautiful sunshine and a freezing, Florida-winter-esque temperature of 58 degrees. But my long sleeves, jeans, and fleece vest kept me overly prepared. It turns out, it was only cold for about five minutes until we started our stroll through Green Park . . . → Read More: London Travelogue, Part II: We’ll Never Be Royals

London Travelogue, Part I: Crown Jewels and Michelin Stars

London Travelogue: Someone needs to guard the Crown Jewels.

The plan was to arrive in London, get to the hotel, have some lunch and then tour the Tower of London. That didn’t happen. The flight landed an hour early into London, had a fast-pass through customs, and our luggage came quickly. We were so . . . → Read More: London Travelogue, Part I: Crown Jewels and Michelin Stars

American English Kitchen and Bar, Hollywood, FL

American English Kitchen and Bar – we brought the Martinelli.

While searching for a restaurant recently, I saw several reviews of American English Kitchen and Bar in Hollywood. The menu looked intriguing, the prices seemed reasonable, and they take reservations via Open Table. Of course, we had to try it out.

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New York City, Part III: We Ate

The parting gift from brunch, a great next-day breakfast.

Mother’s Day Brunch takes brunching to a whole new level. There are annoying people to contend with, family drama, and hard-to-get reservations. Fortunately, we encountered none of that. Our sunny, chilly morning started off at a baseball game starring my favorite 12-year-old. (He hit a . . . → Read More: New York City, Part III: We Ate

New York City, Part II: Veni, Vidi, Edi

Cheddar cheese fritters make any day better.

May in New York City should be sunny, crisp, and delightful. Instead, we woke up to a gray, cold, rain-soaked Manhattan, while still kind of in a meat coma. Fortunately, our friends had picked the perfect, indoor brunch spot. We made our way, via subway, to the . . . → Read More: New York City, Part II: Veni, Vidi, Edi

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