No. I do not keep traveling because I am running away from something in my life. I am curious; it is more the sensation of running toward something. Being on the road reminds me of my potential. Even in scary…
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Quito Street Politics
Quito is the capital of Ecuador. It was 1994, and I recall the three star hotel I had booked was a bit rough compared to what I had expected. The morning market stalls, filled with all sorts of unfamiliar produce, seemed to…
Posted in World Glimpses
Detroit, strong-armed yet undaunted
Detroit lies slumbering in the State of Michigan as the once steel giant city of industry. I was there in 1998. Walking down the main street to the city’s gorgeous art museum (Detroit Industry of Arts) and the worthwhile Charles H. Wright African…
Posted in Found in the USA
San Antonio
San Antonio, Texas, sticks in my mind mostly because of the bar at the Menger Hotel. Teddy Roosevelt and his Rough Riders used to gather there. I got my vodka gimlet and tried to imagine the scene back in the day. But…
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Zagreb
Zagreb is the capital of Croatia, that country shaped like a boomerang. It is pronounced zah’-grrib. The second syllable is short and the r is a bit rolled. I had a waiter work on it with me until I got…
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