Mischief Night

Mischief Night, October 2018


Twas’ the night before Halloween, and all through the house, mischief was stirring in and under the devils’ blouse. Her horns were growing with precision and care, in hopes that tricks, not treats would be there. The ghosts were ghoulish, the monsters tucked under the beds, while visions of horror danced around in their heads. By: Trisha McQuade

What better way to get into the Halloween spirit than sharing a quick little Halloween poem I put together and reminiscing about last years trip to Mexico City for Dia de los Muertos?!

Last year, on this day, I was on a plane to Mexico City to indulge in the festivities of Dia de los Muertos!! To say I was excited, was an understatement. The atmosphere was ALIVE with horror, putting my right I to my element. Seeing all the babies, children and toddlers forgo the ‘cute’ costumes to embrace the terror brought me pure joy. Streets filled with baby ‘It’ clowns, Freddy Krueger’s, Jason’s, and of course, baby Chucky dolls was nothing but a pleasure to see. Not only were there horrific costumes, the streets were also filled with colorfully decorated ‘candy skulls,’ statues, unique decorations, makeup designs, and tradition.

My favorite part, wasn’t just the city coming alive, but the graveyards; full of life, light, memories and of course TEQUILA! Mariachi sounds enchanted the graves and loved ones honored their deceased with brightly colored ofrendas. Tequila, tequila, and more tequila flowed at every graveyard. It was a wonderful feeling to be welcomed by local families into their unique forms of celebration. To say it was special is an understatement. It’s an experience I will continue to treasure, until I make my way back to Mexico for another Dia de los Muertos celebration.

I’m currently kicking myself for not being emerged in the culture again, RIGHT NOW! So instead, I’ll plan for next year and take a look back into my first blog posts about one of my best trips to date.

Did I mention how much I LOVED being in Mexico for Dia De Los Muertos?! If you haven’t had a chance to read about my experiences, now is the perfect time!

Dia de los Muertos Festivities

Dia de los Muertos (Day of the Dead) A broken down bus and a gondola ride.

Dia de Los Muertos (Day of the Dead) ” There is no life, except by death”

Into the artistic side of Mexico City

Enter into the ‘Rose City’

July 2017–Petra, Jordan


I have to be honest, I wasn’t overly excited for my visit to Petra while in Jordan.  Since everyone claimed it was a must-see destination, and since I had previously put the goal into place to visit ALL of the new seven World Wonders, it also became a must-see for me.  So here I was on a trip to Jordan, being escorted and shown around by my Jordanian friend I knew from Abu Dhabi.  The timing was perfect, as he was currently visiting his homeland for a few weeks.  He truly was the perfect guide around Jordan, spending most of his life there, and having the same excitement as me to visit all of the spots he use to frequent as a child.

Petra was the underestimation of the century!  From the moment we entered the gates the red sandstone landscape was breathtaking! The way the sandstone had taken shape looked like a piece of creative art. As we were walking the path, my eyes gazed wide-eyed, taking in the colorful ‘art’ surrounding me.  At the end of the sandstone guided pathway, there it was, the most famous part of Petra, the Treasury Building.  Stunning, beautiful, grand, delightful; all words that could describe this carved landmark, but none that would do it justice!

Under the impression Petra mainly consisted of the Treasury Building and beautiful sandstone, I had no idea there was so much to discover!  Every way my eyes looked, I encountered a new piece of carved architecture and design. Petra, also known as the ‘Rose City,’ is actually 102 square miles, half built and half carved into the rocks.  It is filled with elaborate tombs and temples, beautifully carved into the pink/red sandstone cliffs.  This architecture is truly a must see!  There are so many times when people state, ‘you need to see it with your own eyes,’ and this is most definitely one of those times.

The Rose City dates all the way back to 300 B.C., as the capital of the Nabatean Kingdom.  It is, without a doubt, one of the world’s most richest and largest archaeological sites. It is surrounded by mountains filled with passages and gorges.

We walked, we climbed, we picked the highest peaks, for the best views.  We spent around seven hours taking it all in, and let me tell you, seven hours in 100 degree heat is no joke!  We managed to laugh, explore, chat with the locals, and not kill each other in our times of exhaustion. Throughout the course of the day, we rode on a horse, a donkey and a camel, in between all of our long treks around the Rose City.

We had a lot of fun walking into the ‘houses’ built into the stone.  Eyad and I gave each other proper tours around the houses, showing off the glamorous kitchens, powder rooms, and wall art.  We mastered the art of real estate convincing each to purchase a few carved one and two bedroom properties.


Go see it, experience it for yourself!  Enjoy chatting with the local Jordanians.  Some of who actually dress and wear black eyeliner like a pirate.  They are there own culture and embrace the true Bedouin lifestyle.