Ditch the Guidebook, Follow Your Heart Instead

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Years before I made it to Scotland, I bought a giant guidebook hoping that it would inspire me to get there someday. I read that sucker cover to cover, highlighting, dog-earing, studying and memorizing every last detail. I knew which pub to haunt, which castle would haunt me, the creepiest graveyards to tiptoe through and the most frightening of catacombs … Read More

The Naughty Way to Catch a Taxi in Havana

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I twisted around to get a better view of my suspicions… discovering it was far worse than I could have guessed.  A giant bruise had formed on my ass, and through my laughter I fell in love with Havana that much more.