Carnival celebrations are ramping up around the globe, and for North Americans, New Orleans, Louisiana is ground zero. Locals and tourists alike are donning their finery for the party, and this notorious Mardi Gras revelry reaches a crescendo this week on Fat Tuesday.
Sitting amid the grand Venetian palaces and churches of Kotor were the lowly shops where the real day-to-day business of the fortified city took place.
As our long-term readers may have noticed, while traveling, we attempt to notice and capture unusual and intriguing details that make each city unique.
We’ve bid a fond Adios to Mexico and have returned to the US. In our time there, we visited three beautiful, Spanish Colonial cities in the Central Highlands: San Miguel de Allende, Morelia, and Guanajuato.
Last year we were in New Orleans as neighborhoods donned their traditional Mardi Gras attire.
Yesterday we spent the day mountain-goating the pathways that cling to the cliffs of Fira. These serpentine trails worm their way past shops, bars, restaurants and houses, keeping you perched precariously on the edge of the volcanic crater.