That Which the Sea Breaks Against
Alaska, here we come. In seven months, anyway. It wasn’t intentional. I mean, sure, I’d been eyeballing...
Read MoreAlaska, here we come. In seven months, anyway. It wasn’t intentional. I mean, sure, I’d been eyeballing...
Read MoreIt’s not every day that you celebrate being married to someone for twenty years. Marriage is generally not...
Read MoreLike most people who leisure travel on the regular, I’m jonesing to get on an airplane and . . . go...
Read MoreNo matter where travel takes me, there’s always something that sticks with me long after I leave. In Venice,...
Read MoreIt seems weird to think that Mr. Pretty and I had just come back from Jamaica at this time last month, and now the...
Read MoreSo Mr. Pretty and I are cruising away from Sanger International Airport in Jamaica in an old olive green mini van...
Read MoreWhen impeached U.S. President Donald Trump started boasting about his kick-ass response to the coronavirus epidemic...
Read MoreI will always think of Christmastime in Madrid, Spain as the land of lamb slaughter. It’s not like abattoirs...
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