I Met A Gish Galloper
I’ll spare you the details, which are simple yet labyrinthine, deeply boring, and inevitably leave you with an irritated disgust. By design. That is a mechanism of the Gish Galloper. It’s how you’d… Continue reading
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Winter’s Comfort (& a Secret Benelux Holiday)
I felt like I was dressing to be launched into space, instead of a hop to the Friday market. For most of my life, cold weather meant a sweater, maybe a jacket. Here… Continue reading
Your Bonus Christmas Saint
The original title of this blog was “A Year Without Holidays” when my first 2-month plan at backpacking stretched 14 months instead. I thought being abroad meant I wouldn’t get to have my… Continue reading
The Netherlands Scared Me Yesterday
Yesterday, about a quarter of Dutch people forgot what made their country great. I have long admired the country that developed the principles of liberty, equality, tolerance, and fairness that underpin my sense… Continue reading
Saved Twice
JFK pissed me off. The lack of important signage would have been embarrassing in any international airport, and I was flabbergasted that you have to enter the US in order to change flights.… Continue reading
Eating the Winner
I want to thank everyone who voted on my Romanian food post, first because it’s always nice to hear from folks in this weirdly isolating place of e-connection, but also because the top… Continue reading
What Went Right in 2022
My new year’s tradition of looking at the past year for positive news felt strained this time, with democracy and liberty under fire while war, intolerance, and greed dance with the cruelties and… Continue reading
My Squirrel Teacher
To one degree or another, it’s been One of Those Days lately. You know the kind. Not that bad, not that good, weights on your emotional ankles that make you want to just… Continue reading
What I’m Seeing in Ukraine
My friend in Kyiv managed to send her two children outside the city. They should be safer there, but she has to remain with her elderly mother, sleeping on a mattress in the… Continue reading
Taking a Moment
A former tour member and friend (the latter invariably follows from the former) just asked me how difficult my Romania tour will be. I started my reply with the medieval cobblestone streets, gentle… Continue reading
