Back in the paleotechnic dawn of the 21st century, my mother’s request was understandable. “Just call me once a week to let me know you’re alive,” she said, as I wandered off across… Continue reading
My girlfriend is a social worker in a neighboring town, and I visited it nearly a year ago, spending a few long-houred days wandering the streets, waiting for her workday to end (sometimes… Continue reading
Belgian houses are solid looking, mostly brick, though without the boasting size of American McMansions. There are definite architectural tendencies and similarities between buildings, but each house is distinguishable from it‘s neighbors, though… Continue reading
On a wonderful Sunday afternoon in March, I found myself sitting back in a chair in a fourth floor walk-up apartment in a small town in Belgium, watching episodic rain showers through the… Continue reading
While in Belgium I am staying with my girlfriend in her new apartment (sort of) near Antwerp, and the other night the regional cultural council had an event to welcome all new residents… Continue reading
Belgrade is a fascinating place, but after three days of wandering and awkwardly attempting to flirt with the hostel staff, I was ready to move on again. So I bought a ticket to… Continue reading
I spent the night with three Finnish girls (I love misleading sentences like that) on the train in from Budapest, and arrived in Belgrade in time to watch the sun rise on Serbia.… Continue reading
In June of 2008 it suddenly bothered me that most of my food was better traveled than I was. So I bought a one-way ticket to Europe. Okay, maybe there was a little… Continue reading
