I think monkeys are vile. And hilarious. And I’m terrified of them. Not only was I recently mugged by a gang of them, but a few years ago in India I was nearly sexually assaulted and killed by one. I was sitting on the porch of my hotel, watching a gaggle/herd/swarm of monkeys jump around the roofs and balconies, playing… Read More ▶
I signed up for a tour of the island the other day, wanted to see some sights, hobble around, sing 99 Bottles of Beer On The Wall with my awesome minibus-mates: Our first stop was Goa Gajah where I learned that people with no sense of style and women who are partaking in the unclean act of menstruating are not… Read More ▶
After living high on the hog for over a week in my jungle palace, I’m heading down the hill into town where there are less frogs, more restaurants and I’ll have to share a pool. I celebrated a successful morning of writing seeing just how waterproof my non-waterproof camera is.
So, after the extremely satisfying task of express mailing my signed contract for Book #3 off to my agent in NY… …I’m on my way back from the supermarket, winding my way down a cute little shoppy street and accidentally hobble right into The Monkey Forest (didn’t realize where I was) with a bagful of bananas. Doh! A blurry minute… Read More ▶
I almost didn’t come to Bali. In my opinion, Bali is for amateurs. Everyone who has a yoga mat and a passport and a mid life crisis has been to Bali. Plus, if I hear one more person utter the words Eat, Pray, or Love in reference to my life I’m going to start screaming and never stop. I’m so… Read More ▶
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