Anticipation, back hair, and falafel in Amsterdam
It was a few degrees below zero in Toronto but I felt fine, and as long as I didn’t spend too much time in the shade I enjoyed my walks. It was a… Continue reading
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The sleepy wandering of a stoned zombie just below the Arctic Circle
If a plane leaves Toronto at 8:10 PM for a 5 hour flight to Reykjavik, what time does it arrive? If you said 6:25 AM, you’re either extremely aware of time zones and… Continue reading
Getting catty under the Northern Lights
Where am I? Am I on a bus? Why is someone on a PA system telling me stuff about the Northern Lights? Maybe a midnight Northern Lights tour was not the best choice… Continue reading
Niagara Falls: Eminem v your grandmother in the zombie apocalypse
Something went wrong in Niagara Falls. It’s a place utterly defined by a piece of stunning natural beauty, artwork of the gods, yet is framed by the flabby vultures of casinos, savory as… Continue reading
Did you know Toronto is now bigger than Chicago?
Hello from Toronto! And also, hello from a hostel common room, where we are watching Gone in 60 Seconds, which I am hereby citing as the reason why any of the following sentences… Continue reading
I have a confession to make.
I confess, when I wrote that blog asking if I should go to Peru or Myanmar, I’d pretty much already decided the answer. I was just curious what you’d say. For the language,… Continue reading
~Guest blog from/for my friend Lisa in South Africa
Today I’m reblogging, but wordpress and blogspot don’t seem to allow cross-website reposting. I feel like the proverbial kid whose parents won’t talk to each other. In the summer of 2010, before I’d… Continue reading
Peanut butter and jelly before dawn, with many miles still to go.
I was shaking my head as I made a peanut butter and jelly sandwich at 4:30 in the morning yesterday. A pbj sounded absolutely disgusting at the moment, and the bread felt cold and… Continue reading
A lesson learned in the worst supermarket on Earth.
A friend did me a favor the other day. He asked my opinion. Everyone loves to feel like an expert, and travelers may be the worst of all, but I am leery of… Continue reading
Riding on top of the world, Ecuador.
It turns out that the quarter-century old impressions of a six year old are not necessarily accurate. Because that was the last time I rode a horse, and I remembered the feel of… Continue reading
