Buttercup is one of the most famous sloths of all time. And the oldest female three-toed sloth ever recorded. She is widely considered the queen of sloths and lives in the Costa Rica sloth sanctuary. Sweet Ms. Buttercup was catapulted to international recognition from the wildly popular Animal Planet series “Meet the Sloths”. Buttercup was only a few months old when
A sexy blend of eco-hotels, dreadlocked Italians, and a laid back vibe, Holbox soon gets under your skin - it's only a matter of time before you start plotting ways to go native.
For over 70 years, until her passing last year, Doris Olive Netting put back a glass of Guinness every day. Since the Second World War, Doris slugged back a pint of the black stuff, until the ripe age of 100 years of age! During my impoverished college years in England, a pint of guinness and a packet of crisps often stepped in for 'lunch'
There's no substituting some things in life, and, there's no faking a proper pub. If the ceilings not sporting a yellow nicotine tinge from a bygone age, and the bar not knotted and nicked, sticky with spills
The thing about hanging around in a country where the currency is weaker than your own, is that you feel flushed. A sensation heightened by the margaritas I'd had in the cenote bar. Sitting in a perfect little spot, outside the bar near the parking lot, sat an abuela and her nieta
Dia De Los Muertos pokes a wet-willy in deaths' ear, explodes with an appreciation for the sweetness of life while bowing down with the utmost respect to the occasion. Held within range of Halloween, and featuring macabre imagery and costumes, it's often referred to as “Mexican Halloween”. In reality, however, the difference is similar to the cool, well-dressed, proverbial 'aunt' that comes to family occasions. While there's no relation to this
Afternoon Tea is served with tea and a tower of delectables. Savories on the bottom, a layer of scones, followed by sweet pastries. Though a tad disorientating, and loaded with a minefield of class conscious rituals (the likelihood of committing a social faux pas is unavoidable), it's enormous fun! Read on and you'll fit right in! Downton Abbey anyone? But what about the
"Eww bitter, not nice" I'd muttered as the medicine ran down the back of my throat. I'd realized my mistake after three long hard sniffs in each nostril - this wasn't the saline spray (which sat unopened on the table). I'd just squirted a ton of the prescription version (morning use only) up my snoozle, at 11.45 pm