TIME AND PLACE

 The bus to Bujumbura is loading. And I am on it. I know I mention this often but my brother and I have sometimes complained  of missing the highs and even the...

Dar es Salaam, Tanzania on the way to Zanzibar. This visit happened in 2010 but was left out when the book was published so I will launch 2011 with some of...

 The lion sleeps tonight…and eats today LIONS. Big tawny strongly-muscled beasts whose babies make delightful characters in children’s books, whose pelts were sought by Teddy Roosevelt, whose deaths by spear were...

The moments after the moments Hotel El Farouk  Crankiness is a basic travel mood as anyone who has ever read Paul Theroux knows. Ah yes, there is that first euphoria of...

Here to There In 36 hours I went from my apartment in one low-to-the-ground, brown, sprawling river city to my hotel in another low-to-the-ground, brown, sprawling river city. Albuquerque to Bamako....

To travel widely is to feel at home in the world—at least this is the effect travel is having on me. Growing up in an isolated cabin in the snows of...

The nice thing about little out of the way hotels is that they have few high-tech controls on anything. So my room can be turned on freezing at night and a...

5:30 AM in Singapore. 3:30 PM in Albuquerque. And a day later here. Right? Thought my travels had made me very savvy about time zones and currency. Instead this crossing of...

In the spring of 2009, I traveled to the Middle East, starting in Jordan, then to the West Bank and Israel, then Syria and finally by taxi! up to Beirut. Before...

     This is another Harare memory from spring 2009.  I am officially in Zimbabwe attending an art festival… with a personal side trip planned.  A Zimbabwean dancer friend, living in NYC,...