Author - Don Pogreba

Don Pogreba is a current writer and retired teacher of English, Social Studies and Debate, and a loyal, if often sad, fan of the San Diego Padres and Portland Timbers. When he is not traveling, he is working on his classroom web site or dreaming about another adventure.

Bergen, Norway: September 2015

Bergen from Above Ship at Harbor Hanseatic Buildings, Bergen Bryggen in Bergen Mediterranean Woman and Viking Giant Crab at Bergen Fish Market Bergen from Above My home here Bryggen Bryggen Old Fisherman Panoramic Bergen 1914 Ship in Bergen

Iceland, August 2015

Icelandic Volcanic Crater Fjord! Edge of the World Dyndjani Dyndjani Outside Isafjordur Isafjordur with Sun Dairy Farm Near Isafjordur Isafjordur Airport Þingeyri Roadway Between Isafjordur and Þingeyri The Road to Dynjandi Near Flatyeri Icelandic Sheep Fear No Cars Road to Isafjordur Yes, that’s a bridge Turf Shed by the Fjord...

Always Be Charging!

Inspired by some latent memory of Alec Baldwin’s admonition to “always be closing” in Glengarry Glen Ross and the fact that I brought one adapter for European power for three devices on my trip, I had fallen into reminding myself all the time to “Always Be Charging” to make sure that my camera and phone were...

Standing at the Edge of the World

I normally follow the belief that there is no scene in the world improved by my presence in it, so you will never see a photograph of me in front of the Eiffel Tower or some towering Glacier. Beard selfies aside, I generally don’t photograph myself very often, but two evenings ago, standing at what seemed like the edge of the...

Why Do I Love Iceland So Much?

Given that this is my third trip to Iceland in as many years, people are always interested to know what I love so much about the country, and I’m not sure that I have ever been able to give a complete answer. As I was driving with a new friend from France today, though, I think I started to stumble towards an answer. We were talking...

A Quiet, Cold, Rainy, Snowy Day in Isafjordur

While my friends back home are battling heat and smoke, here in Isafjordur the climate is a bit different: it has been raining and snowing (a bit) since about 4:00 p.m. yesterday. That’s led to a quiet day of visiting museums, the library, and a bakery and coffee shop that has been open since 1871. In a delightful cultural...

Day 1: Money Trouble and the Open Road

Don’t worry. Day 1 does not suggest that there will be a post every day and you’ll need to unfollow me lest I drive you mad with travel images and musings. Given that today was landfall, though, a few thoughts come to mind.   After clearing from the incredibly quick customs at Keflavik Airport, my first two experiences...

For Three Months Into the Unknown

In his Travels with Charley in Search of America, John Steinbeck writes: When the virus of restlessness begins to take possession of a wayward man, and the road away from Here seems broad and straight and sweet, the victim must first find in himself a good and sufficient reason for going. This to the practical bum is not difficult. He...

Not Quite a Pilgrim, But Searching

When I think about travel, it’s hard not to think about the friends who first inspired me to realize that I not only could, but certainly should, see more of the world. The picture at the top of this post is on a tree outside their door, a constant reminder that they are explorers, and while I will never quite match their travels...