It is time for a short winter road trip. Albuquerque’s big cold spell is over, still southern California seems like a welcome reprieve from our brown windy chill since there it...
In 1989 I quit my relatively secure government job and, with the meager retirement funds accumulated over 10 years, hit the road. The two-month trip took me to professional meetings in...
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...
ROBERT AND MARSHA IN GRAND RAPIDS The intent was to write a warm and fuzzy profile of my brother and sister-in-law with whom I spent a lovely late August week. Alas…I...
This series of blog posts is all about my sentimental summer journey—as you may have noticed. Home and family. Two or so more of these and then I move on...