Pizza. You have an image, don’t you? I write the word and a picture appears in your mind. Perhaps it is the family favorite from…
After this it was sheer travel along the North African littoral, and the Mediterranean, and Sicily, and Greece. This: Tangier. This: the death of Don…
I first really noticed it on the prow of our ferry, the Kalliste, during our dawn docking in the Corsican port of Propriano. The sea…
If we have a transcendent experience at one cave, shouldn’t we expect a transcendent experience at the next? What if the next cave is a…
Sometimes we make travel mistakes. Our most recent? Arriving in Bordeaux on April 30, and crashing thoughtlessly into a deep sleep. Why was that a…
It may sound quite taxing to bring you this digest of pintxos in San Sebastian: Thirty-six hours Ten stops Twenty-five pintxos. Drinks? Quite a few….
Pinnacles of experience don’t find words easily. But I will try. I must try. Let’s go together. Enter the cave. There are three doors, one…
This week I am facing one of the good, right and hard aspects of travel: an unfamiliar culture is making me face my bias, my…
If you’re contemplating an extended overseas adventure, then you’ve probably already asked yourself: What will I do with my phone? Before we give either cut-to-the-chase…
I love gin. I love gin and tonic. The Spanish love gin and tonic even more than I do. As a person raised where juniper trees…
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