That drink with each new place to level me & put me in touch with a new spot on the map
One frigid February morning, I stood with freezing feet in ill-advised loafers on the slushy ramp outside of the last string of the B concourse at the relatively new Denver International Airport. It was bleak out there, amongst the Mesa Read More …
What to do on a Sunday afternoon on the Northern Neck? Why, make a foray out to its far reaches, and walk around the charming towns that sit near the water, the Potomac and Rappahannock rivers as they reach out Read More …
So nice we stopped in twice…on the same night. Nothing encourages me to leave the comfort of my couch early for a meeting in the city like two things: beating the traffic snarl at 5 pm, and the chance to Read More …
We drove past a handful of tavernas, looking for something a bit more than what we called the “one-bulb bar,” dimly lit by a single florescent light hanging on a twisty wire, with a grim trio of customers inevitably looking Read More …
The train rushed along the track into the sunset as we slid towards Antwerp. When I first staked out this leg of my Euro journey, it amazed me how close by the cities of Amsterdam, Antwerp, and Paris lay to Read More …
While Paris lies under a flooded Seine, I remember the time spent there over so many years. My favorite city, a city for love, but one in which I’ve often been happiest alone. Why is that, in the midst of Read More …