Eavesdropping: What Happened to Flossie and Other Misadventures
“Flossie died playing cards.” Like any good snoop and all-around Nosy Parker, my ears perked up as the unseen woman…
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How I Almost Became a Professional Wrestler
When I was 5 years old, I decided to become a wrestler. The All-Star kind, not the Olympic sort. My…
Subterranean Paris: Sewers Below the City of Light
“Paris has another Paris under herself; a Paris of sewers; which has its streets, its crossings, its squares, its blind…
Jewish Paris: Falafel, History and Remembrance
This post is Part 3 of a series on alternative Paris. Links to parts 1 and 2 are below the…
The Paris Catacombs: I See Dead People
This post is Part 2 of a series about Alternative Paris. If you haven’t read part 1 yet, How to…
How to See Paris Without Wanting to Stab Your Travel Partner
They make their way from Dubuque. New York City. Portland, Maine and Dallas, Texas. But also from Moscow, Frankfurt, Tangier…
Paris: Coffee and the Lost View From a Rooftop
There used to be two great bargains in Paris. A pair of not-so-secret traveler’s secrets to explore the city like…
Traveler’s Guilt: 5 Ways to Shut it Down
I blame Pliny the Elder for the whole ‘home is where the heart is’ claptrap. For providing the ammunition used…
Dear San Antonio: What Have You Done for Me Lately?
The duck that bit my leg had no problem communicating with me, despite the differences in our species and styles. My…
Ciao for now, Minneapolis
So long, Minneapolis. The AWP conference is over and I head back to Austin, Texas this morning. This was my…