Rebecca Francesca Reuter Puerto
Screenwriter, travel writer, marine biologist
Sitting on the bus in my decaffeinated and hungry state - bleary eyed, a mild headache, and a low grumble in my stomach – I tried to absorb the scenery. We rolled through a rural landscape of fields of grass bordered with wooden fencing and second growth forest, a jumble of tropical plants in slightly... Continue Reading →
Disclaimer: This post is not meant to be used as a recipe and it may contain images that vegetarians and vegans may find offensive. Yes I am an omnivore, please don't judge me. A pig is roasting over smoldering coals above an aluminum box under palm trees, a garlic tinged smokey haze drifts through the... Continue Reading →
Writing is hard. Riding a horse on a dusty trail for hundreds of miles, in oven hot temperatures, with dust devils threatening you, as they did on the Santa Fe trail almost two hundred years ago, is hard too. Writing story, whether it be about fictitious werewolves on the Olympic Peninsula of Washington State or... Continue Reading →
Disclaimer: I have been using the wordpress app on my iPhone for the blogs while on my trip. It is a pathetic application with no way to save a draft so I can work on it on my kindle after posting pictures. WordPress needs to understand that writers like all artists need a sketchbook and... Continue Reading →
Saint Malo, a fortified city dating back 100s of years, an important center of maritime trade and the closest town to fort La Varde where my grandfather was stationed prior to his death. A fascinating place. I hope the pictures do her justice. Solidor tower - a maritime museum paying tribute to the history of... Continue Reading →
I am in London's Heathrow airport. If you read my blog from yesterday this stop was not on my itinerary. How did I get here? The flight from Dallas to Paris on American Airlines was cancelled. Mechanical problems. "We have rebooked you to arrive tomorrow at 6pm." Said the ticket agent on the phone. "That... Continue Reading →
Seattle-Dallas-Paris This will be my route today. I am leaving a peaceful, snow covered Seattle, warm snuggles with my kitties and morning coffee with my love. The physical part of this pilgrimage begins with 17 hours of travel. Four hour flight to Dallas; four hour layover; nine hour flight to Paris. It will be 10am... Continue Reading →
Maps - check Rain gear - check Thermals - check Cameras - check Passport - check I have been on countless trips, yet I still find packing a challenge. I check the weather. It will be cold and rainy, just like Seattle. I visualize the terrain, hills, beach, mud and sand. What shoes do I... Continue Reading →
What would you do if you learned the location of your grandfather's grave, who died during World War II, was in fact known? For 43 years I thought my grandfather died during the D-day invasion along the Normandy coast of northern France. I also thought his body was lost to history, no grave, no cemetery.... Continue Reading →
There is nothing like walking through the stacks of books in a library.It doesn't matter if the library is a neighborhood library or the Library of Congress there is something magical about them. I have known this for most of my life. In elementary school, I volunteered in my school library. I learned how to... Continue Reading →
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