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Hotel-Hopping in Las Vegas

The bottles sparkled on the glistening glass shelves above us.  Sitting on backless barstools at Bardot Brasserie, our favorite restaurant at Aria, my travel companion and I were ready for happy hour.  It had been a long flight to Las Vegas.  And we get too hungry for dinner at 8:00. The bar was crowded as… Read More Hotel-Hopping in Las Vegas

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Home at the Inn

The waves lapped softly against the moorings.  The metal gangways creaked in the light breeze.  Even in daylight, the empty marina gave off a spooky feel that reminded me of Salem, Massachusetts, the city of my birth, as I walked to the Saybrook Point Inn & Spa’s main building from Three Stories, its guest house… Read More Home at the Inn

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From Foot Golf to Foot Soak

“Kick from inside your foot!” yelled my teammate Nancy, whom I had just met moments ago.  Like me, she was middle-aged and medium-sized; unlike me, she was blonde. I was, for the first and perhaps last time in my life, playing foot golf, an up-and-coming precision sport where players propel a ball into a cup nested… Read More From Foot Golf to Foot Soak