I haven’t been to Disney since Covid; but my younger sister’s big request this year for her birthday was to go to Disney, so we all went together. The weather was beautiful, and there were so many new rides it was like there were totally new parks.
Hola from Buenos Aires! My first time in South America, AND my first time south of the equator, I really wasn’t sure what to expect.
But at my first stop- the Starbucks still in the airport, everyone was so friendly I felt it could only be a good sign. This was reinforced by cookies waiting for me when I checked into my hotel – which were genuinely so good I still think about them. They were vanilla cookies filled with dulce de leche and rolled in coconut.
I had to start off my sightseeing with a trip to see the famous Casa Rosada aka Argentina’s version of the White House. I followed that with a stop at Cafe Tortoni – the oldest and most famous coffeehouse in the country. There I found myself translating in my awful Spanish for the Brit sitting next to me – although I think divine intervention may have been the only thing that got his order correct.
I had a very balanced lunch of a flan and a type of hot chocolate where you stir a submarine shaped stick of chocolate into a glass of hot milk.
I also went to a church that sits on one end of the famous plaza the Casa Rosada presides over. In that church is the tomb of a very famous general.
One of the evenings I was there I went to dinner at my hotel. I think I had steak at most of the meals I ate in Argentina, but this was one of the best.
After dessert and coffee they brought out a little box of cookies. Isn’t that so cute?
Of course, I had to visit the grave of Eva Perón, so I got up early one morning and headed out to La Recoleta Cemetery, which is actually pretty much in the middle of the city.
Argentina is also famous of their spas, and I visited two of them while I was there. One of them, inside the hotel Faena, has this very glamorous pool.
Of course, one of my main objectives while I was in Buenos Aires was to visit the Opera House which is one of the most famous in the world. I was lucky enough to see cav/pag – the classic opera double-bill combining Pietro Mascagni’s Cavalleria rusticana and Ruggero Leoncavallo’s Pagliacci.
What I’m listening to: Gimme Little Sign by Brenton Wood
Here in DC polo is surprisingly legitimate. Every summer a good size crowd turns out in their best navy blazers and florals to drink copiously under the big tents and watch the players somehow manage to only hit the ball and not each other, the horses, or the spectators.
This year the sponsor was Aperol – which meant making my brother order one so I could take a photo of it (everyone thank him for this sacrifice).
It’s such a great color
An obligatory photo of my dress before I left my house to show the fact that it has a wave detail at the top and bottom edges – so fun.
The first match went great – by which I mean the US team won.
I’m back (from Miami and also on this blog). After the snowcrete debacle of DC it was like entering a different world where breezes are warm and sidewalks have enough room for people to pass each other.
To keep me honest, I’m going to tell you now I’m planning a gala season summary soon – but I’ve got one more dinner in March so it won’t be until then.
What I’m listening to: Doctor My Eyes by Jackson Browne
It’s official! The PhD is PhDone, I’m now Dr. Horne. After 5 years (I started this journey in January of 2020 so pre-COVID), my thesis is done and defended.
Of course I had to go celebrate, so my family took me out to dinner at Peter Lugers, the famous NYC institution with the gold chocolate coins at the end of the meal.
The next day, I dragged my brother to see some of my favorite places in NYC (he hasn’t been back in ages and I thought he needed a tour). Then we rounded out the day by meeting a friend for lunch.
The best coffee and cookies in the cityOriginal Jane Austen novels on display!
What I’m listening to: Stumblin’ In by Chris Norman and Suzi Quatro
A few weeks ago I spent the start of summer in Italy, first on the island of Sardinia before flying to Rome to explore. I rented a car internationally for the first time, and that went surprisingly smoothly even though everything on the dash was in Italian and I don’t know what km are in comparison to miles lol. The beaches are beautiful and the island has a wild quality to it that makes you feel you are much further away from the hubbub of Rome than the 30 minute flight it is.
My rental car in SardiniaMediterranean blueThe hotel – it looked like a computer wallpaperInsanely picturesque Restaurant I went to the first nightI have no idea what that little dish in the corner was – it was good though lolEarrings are Mignon Faget
That was the end of day 1. The next morning I woke up and basically was entirely unproductive aside from reading an entire novel cover to cover and sitting by the gorgeous pool.
The most delicious continental breakfastI’m in the cult of Lorna MurrayLast dinner outfit in Sardinia
The next day I was up and headed to the mainland! I landed and checked into the convent I was staying at, take a look at my room below.
Room with a view
Then it was time to explore the Vatican.
Since I was a registered pilgrim I got to walk through the Jubilee doorsInsane
I saw the Basilica and the museums, then headed back to the convent to get ready to see more the next day.
Pastries tied up in paper and string
After my entirely healthy breakfast, it was time to see some of Rome’s most famous landmarks.
My friend told me I had to get gelato from Giolitti’s and she was right, this was amazing!
Day 3 kicked off with a tour of the Spanish steps, followed by tea and a visit to the Keats Shelley memorial.
After lunch I visited the Pantheon, which was a highlight!
Where the Pope gets his socks! Capuchin Crypt
My final day in Rome saw me head first to the military museum – look at those views!
I was recently lucky enough to be part of the 8th Annual Madrid Conference on Austrian Economics in Madrid, Spain. It was two days of presentations and panels by some of the leading scholars in Austrian economics currently. I also stayed a day later to go and see Córdoba, which turned out to be one of those rare places that was even prettier than the brochures. Come along with me on my trip through photos 🙂
Ready to talk EconBreakfast of Champions
Opening Keynote by Jesús Huerta de Soto
End of Day 1On the way to the conference dinnerOf course there was jamónDay two 🙂Panel timeAustrian drink for Austrian conferenceLate night churros with my new Econ book haulFree day – time to sightseeCórdoba 🙂Mosque turned church in CórdobaPhotos really don’t do it justiceOf course I had to get tapasMarzipan fruit – the perfect souvenir
What I’m listening to: I Feel the Earth Move by Carole King
If you follow me on Instagram (allow me this one shameless plug) then you already know that I have moved. Yes, moved. No longer am I a Mid-Atlantic gal, I am now in South Florida. Moving in January was probably the best time of year to do so because I left 20 degree weather and arrived to 78 degree weather instead.
Of course, now that I’m here, you know I’ve got to try out all the cool stuff that South Florida has. One of the first items on that list? Line dancing. There’s this famous bar/dance hall/concert venue here that brings in all these legendary country acts and they were doing an all-day line dancing workshop. Have I ever been line dancing? No. Was I going to let that stop me? Of course not.
It was actually amazing. I was very glad I’ve worn the boots I danced in to death, because I would not want to try to break boots in on the dance floor. Line dancing is serious work! But it’s even more fun.
It was such a good experience to kick off exploring this new area, 10/10.
You’ll never guess where I just got back from. I know what you’re thinking – probably some major metropolitan area. Well usually you’d be right (look at you, all clever) but I’m afraid I’ve got the best of you this time. I was in Alaska. Not just Alaska though – I was north of Fairbanks, inside the Arctic Circle, in the wilderness. I’m not just talking no cell service, I’m talking I didn’t see another living soul other than my guide and my pilot for literally the whole time I was out there (four-ish days and three nights for those keeping score at home). It was actually really fun. I have never been anywhere that quiet – you could hear a dragonfly from like 50 feet away, it was pretty amazing. The weather was in our favor too, pretty blue skies and nice cool weather (all the Alaskans swore up and down it was hot, but it was like 75 the whole time).
All packedAfter a four hour drive, we have to fly even further northI wish I could remember exactly which river this was, but it’s escaping me. If you’re an Alaska river expert, let me know!Setting up our canoeThe pike my guide, Sarah caughtLook at that viewNot apologizing for my fleeceLittle bird feetOne pretty campsiteWolf tracksHeaded back to civilization
What I’m listening to: Island in the Sun by Weezer
Miami! No place as brilliantly sparkling, as bright and vivacious as the so-called “Magic City”. The city has it all – if you are looking for a vacation. Delicious food, warm beaches, and serious shopping (yes, I swear I’m not on the tourist board’s payroll). It’s become such a destination you know I had to bring my brightest clothes. Below, flip through my pictures of my trip!