Our time in Portland and Eugene was mostly spent visiting friends and drinking. I dropped off Paul and then headed to the airport to pick up from David who was flying in from Boston to...
There are American diners and there are American diners….my idea of a charming American diner is Rosebuds in Davis Square (Somerville/Cambridge) just outside Boston. It is an original classic with a silver exterior, soft cushioned...
From Joe Jackson's Big World
Out to the west there's a trail that leads somewhere
And a call of the wild that takes some people there
Through Monument Valley to California sun
From New Amsterdam to the way the...
Stopping in the northern town of Duluth Minnesota to my itinerary on a summer weekend was not well planned. With rooms booked for weeks and the weather too cold to camp for the night, I...
There’s something novel about a mid-western haystack to an East Coaster. While a haystack to many may look like nothing other than a round cylinder-like natural structure in the middle of a field, they captivated...
To be honest, I found myself wishing I ventured south through Kentucky and Tennessee and then across to Colorado before heading north to Wyoming instead of the northern route through Canada. Given our time constraints,...
Coming into Minneapolis felt like coming home for some odd reason. I recalled Frisbee in the park, supermarkets with carpeting, making love to ex-Jason in some airport hotel his company arranged him to stay in...
My first car guest was Benny, a friend of 20 years who flew over from Epsom England in Surrey, where I lived for five years in the eighties. He thankfully managed to pack everything in...
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