by Bob Samborski
"Here, please, Sir. You must try this!" I popped the crunchy pepper-dusted cashew into my mouth as the friendly Iranian shopkeeper smiled, nodding his approval. It burned just about all the way down. "Nice," I wheezed, on the verge of choking, "But I’m looking for saffron."
by Robert Horne
I’m terrible at golf, not much better at tennis and I would rather spend an afternoon at the dentist than shop. If you're anything like me, you'll like Cabo San Lucas. At the southern tip of Mexico's Baja Peninsula, where the Sea of Cortez meets the Pacific Ocean, the sun shines 350 days a year. It's weather best enjoyed in the water.
by John Clites
At the point where Brazil juts farthest east into the south Atlantic, you'll find sunny, beachside Natal, the capital of the state of Rio Grande do Norte -- mostly unknown among American travelers.
by Bonnie Caton
A few months into my English teaching job in Southern France, by the wonderful predictability of the French system, public services went on strike. The students chained up the university in protest of a new law which meant that I couldn't work and was still being paid. "I love my job!" I yelled when I next saw Cyril, my French boyfriend. We decided that the next free day we had together we'd celebrate by going to the beach in the Basque Country.