Joy and terror: Those are two aspects of traveling alone that I recently experienced in just a matter of hours. On a solitary trip to a remote New England island in the dead of winter, I’d spent the afternoon strolling an empty, miles-long stretch of beach, where...
You couldn’t find many women—not sensible ones, anyway—who’d have to argue themselves into going on a beach-and-yoga retreat at a tropical resort. But sense has never been my strong suit. NextTribe is now accepting reservations for our 2024 visit to Troncones....
When I met Rosemary in Papua New Guinea, she told me that she came for the birds. Fittingly, she was sparrow-like herself: petite, fine-boned, with a tuft of white hair crowning an inquisitive, blue-eyed face. She was 85, and just six months earlier she had undergone...
It wasn’t the first time I’d posed naked for photographs, but when my friend George asked me to model nude, it was definitely unnerving. I was in my forties, after all—long past what I considered my physical prime. I’d gotten my kicks, and more than a little...
When the distinctive guitar riff suddenly throbbed from my countertop speakers, I was at my kitchen sink, innocently washing asparagus. It was a sonic blast from my long-ago past (and the deep archives of my iPod library): the twangy opening cadence of the B-52s’...
