There are lots of jungle pants–and a few shopping bags as well–in the funny, poignant, adventurous travel stories in the new anthology by the Bay Area Travel Writers, Travel Stories from Around the Globe. These stories may … Continued
Is it possible that this darling little creature could really be an “attack monkey?” Many things are possible in Bali’s mysterious monkey forest. Read all about it in Linda Watanabe McFerrin’s lovely piece, “Comparing primates in Bali’s … Continued
Friends have often asked why I–a klutz with zero athletic aptitude, a stroke survivor on blood thinners–travel to places they see as perilous: the jungles of Thailand or Borneo or Papua New Guinea, for example. Or, more … Continued
I’ll soon be taking my JunglePants to Bali with the wonderful Wanderland Writers Group led by Linda Watanabe McFerrin and Joanna Biggar. We’ll be sampling a smorgasbord of local activities from shadow puppets and art galleries, gamelon … Continued
Bear viewing in Alaska: dense spruce forests, pristine whitewater brimming with salmon, and unforgettable, up-close encounters with bears
“Scrambling upright,” Kate Crawford writes, “I attempt a proper mahout pose. My hands clutch the rope-like ridges along the top of Yom’s palm-sized ears. Tucking my feet under them, my legs spread like a cheerleader’s after the winning touchdown.”
Today’s story about a cobra loose in Manhattan reminds me of my many travels to “jungly places” and my sometimes hilarious fear of snakes, recounted in my story “Dodging Snakes in Costa Rica,” published in the 2010 travel anthology Wandering in Costa Rica.
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Dark eyes peered at me from wild-painted faces, crimson and yellow gold. It was hard going, slogging uphill though the New Guinea rain forest