I’m traveling without a guide book. I love it, recommend it, and understand completely why so few do it. There is an amazing amount of information in those things, but guide books are dangerously… Continue reading
It was the best of timing, it was the worst of timing. I think Charles Dickens is writing my life right now. I came to Kandy just in time for the Buddhist holiday… Continue reading
I gave Anuradhapura short shift in my last blog; there is more there than the museum of my emotional decomposition, specifically, the ruins of Sri Lanka’s oldest capital city, dating back to the… Continue reading
Tortured thoughts of her kept me up late again last night, despite the exhaustion making my limbs ache. She filled every dream and nothing was ever right, and I was halfway though a… Continue reading
It was difficult to leave Israel with a good taste in my mouth. Trains and buses were sleeping due to a holiday, and the hostel told us it was a flat fare… Continue reading
I need a little more time to know for sure how I feel about Jerusalem, so I’m going to catch up on a place that definitely deserves more attention than I’ve given it.… Continue reading
Tel Aviv is the most unfriendly city of this trip so far, and also where I had the best friendships. Go figure. It’s a place well suited to contradiction, where worshipers of three… Continue reading
Where am I? I asked myself that as I walked through the canyon-like hallways of cyclopean airport that serves this small city. Making a statement? And again as the customary isolation of Turkey… Continue reading
We live in an age of casual miracles. Yesterday I woke up in Hasankeyf, and went to bed in Diyarbakir. Tonight I will sleep in Istanbul, and tomorrow I will travel to Tel… Continue reading
Either ancient cave houses don’t fascinate Turkish tourists as much as they do me, or they were seriously lacking in endurance, because I quickly left all the other visitors behind as I walked… Continue reading
