Kosovo was just a one-day trip this time, but I will definitely be back.
I never really got over a somewhat cold reaction to Stockholm on my brief trip there, perhaps because the city only briefly offered any weather other than a combination of overcast skies and a somewhat oppressive heat the Swedes and their buildings just weren’t prepared for. In general, if you’re in a hotel lobby late at night because you can’t...
The list of frugal habits I didn’t acquire from my grandmother is embarrassingly large. As we—and I—seem to embrace the idea of a more disposable society today, the idea of collecting bacon grease on the stove for future use, for instance, seems awfully quaint, even if probably eminently sensible. One element of her frugality was that I imagine my grandmother likely...
As I find myself wanting to focus on the promise of travel and not the despair of politics, I thought I’d go back and look at some of my favorite travel posts from this site and perhaps inspire myself to write more on my next journey. Thoughts from a 33 Hour Layover In Reykjavik Thoughts on Prague: A Raid on the Inarticulate A Few Passing Strangers From my...
I probably need to give Sedona another chance. While the area, with its trademark red cliffs, blue skies, and hiking trails was beautiful (and the drive down to Flagstaff via some backroads presented some ideas for future stops), my brief visit to Sedona in March was not one of the highlights of my Southwest trip. The traffic in the city was dreadful and the air of...