About Me

I’m Jennifer Cross

Lapsed librarian, semi-reformed hellion, once-and-future athlete, and occasional misanthrope.

My feet are itchy in a way that an anti-fungal can’t cure and it isn’t always a good thing. I go when I have the money, I go when I don’t, and I go even when I’ve recently gone and have no good reason for going again so soon.

My preternaturally even-tempered husband has enabled our roving for almost 18 years, tempering my fits of planning with sensible questions like “Can we pay for it?” and “Will we get fired?”.

While completely spoiled by airline lounge access, my (almost perfect) son tries to communicate in the local language upon arrival wherever he goes. Oh, and he’ll eat anything.

In these, and many things, I’m fortunate beyond all reckoning.

Travel Interests:

  • Being anywhere but Chicago
  • Drinking in pubs with my husband
  • Flying
  • Pretending that I live in the place I’m visiting
  • Eating enough to be sorry about it later

“I go when I have the money, I go when I don’t, and I go even when I’ve recently gone and have no good reason for going again so soon.” – me

About NearlyJen

Four + decades in and I know that I’ve already forgotten some of the places I’ve been, the experiences I’ve had. Senility and incontinence may not be right around the corner, but I figured I should start writing things down…just in case.

My hope is that you find this stuff useful or entertaining – and if not, then at least I have something to remind me of all the (occasionally ridiculous) adventures I’ve made happen.

Like selling everything we owned and moving to Caracas, Venezuela as it was collapsing under a dictator who has said that the food shortage could be solved by Venezuelans eating less.

Not our best decision ever, and I don’t regret it a bit.