Category Archives: Road Warriors
9 Days in Iraq [Happy Hellidays]
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Writer Paula Froelich describes her recent 9-day vacation in Iraq including “159 checkpoints in one day,” wearing a synthetic fiber burka, hitting known-terrorist hangouts, and basically kicking it in “The Red Zone” for her upcoming story in Playboy, which you now … Continue reading
Seeing Stars [Drive Like Hell] |
It happened in Granados, Mexico, in the summer of 1997. I was 13 and visiting relatives on a family vacation. After a feast with family, laughing together, we got into the back of red pick-up truck. Seat belts in a … Continue reading
Ambulance, South America-Style [The "Doctor" Will See You Now] |
While on a family vacation in Porto Viejo, Ecuador, my 3 yr old daughter got sick. On the third day of our trip, in the middle of the night she started going to the bathroom out of both ends, if … Continue reading
Pee Tree Dish [Water Water Everywhere] |
It all started with a drive. A drive consisting of 20 people packed into a fairly impressive 16-seater van. I found myself sandwiched between a frail granny buried under a load of groceries and a teenage boy whose cool demeanor was significantly reduced … Continue reading
“Oh yes, we have Ciprofloxacin,” says the woman behind the drugstore counter. “You have typhoid?” “Not yet. There’s always hope.” I’m a little cranky after a bone-cracking day in the back seat of a bus crossing southern Tanzania, followed by … Continue reading
From the makers of Last Stop for Paul comes a new tale—actually, a whole series of made-up tales on Showtime—about what it’s like to go off the rails completely in search of something important while traveling. In the case of … Continue reading
APRIL 18, 2010…After 25+ hours of traveling, my mom and I made it to Delhi from Denver. I was going to volunteer for three weeks, and roped her into a week of sightseeing first. Although we consider ourselves seasoned travelers, … Continue reading
The good thing about skiing in a ghost town is that you have the slopes—and the bar—to yourself. And the bad would be obvious…if you believe in ghosts. Well, I don’t. But one day last spring, I found myself wondering. … Continue reading

