All inclusive hotels are monstrous buildings of refined machinery that cling to beautiful beaches around the world. But, not all-inclusive hotels are at the beach nor all hotels by the beach are all-inclusive. I was skeptical about visiting one of these in Punta Cana, but my review was very positive. What follows, five reasons to relax at one of these.
When you travel, you meet people. Specially if you are traveling alone.
Many of you have stories of people you’ve met, how you were best buddies in a blink, and then followed your own path as your travels set you apart. You may even have some of these friends on Facebook, I still do. And yes, we all know we won’t see them again.
I want to talk today about one of those missed encounters. It was not a question of culture or language. It was an honest mistake. Continue reading “Missed Encounter: Venice”
Have you ever heard of people that quit everything and just travel?
We have read stories like this in all kinds of places: blogs (like this one, this one, or more here), novels, and even the Bible. I am about to that as part of my job. Oh yeah, I travel for a living. Continue reading “The Nomadic Life”
I have a love and hate relationship with the city of Buenos Aires, the capital of Argentina. As I child, I was obsessed with it. I did not live there but had visited it several times and loved it. I had family and friends there so I never got bored. Continue reading “Buenos Aires, the love and hate city.”
I have found that people that do not work in the academy sometimes find it difficult to understand what it is that we do. The only person who did something a little scholarly was my mother, who taught at teacher-training colleges and got grants to do research on teaching strategies and present them at conferences. Yet, her real job was teaching, research came with it. What about me? Continue reading “Oh Research, my Research!”
New York is a thriving, exciting city. Everywhere you go, there is someone with a camera (or GoPro, or any sort of photo-taking device) and a guidebook in hand. Now, New York for New Year’s is simply the worst. Hordes of tourists emerge from places you did not know were there. You cannot even think of going for lunch at a decent hour because lines will queue in every diner and food cart. Let alone visiting any museum. How did I survive this holiday, then? Continue reading “NYC in NYE”
My birthday, of course.
I have a colleague who likes to gather for celebrating her birthday, and she only asks we be there. Yesterday, a friend prepared a cake for her and we got her some presents. She was genuinely happy. Although she wants to play badass and pretend she does not care if people come or not, she does.
This is not big news: when something is regular in our lives, we take it for granted. José Ortega y Gasset, the famous Spanish philosopher, highlighted repeatedly how we accepted that the ground beneath out feet would support our weight every morning. When beauty is common, it is no longer exceptional. I challenge you to go back to the basics and be thankful for the beauty around you. I am thankful I grew in up in a place like this: