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On top of Rigi Kulm
I would never just show up and demand anything, no matter how American I might be
The Quietest Place
…a visual history of 20th century Sweden, on display in a tidy little house on a quiet street in Ingatorp.
I (Heart) Budapest, part 2
Budapest is filled with things that look cool.
I (Heart) Budapest, Pt. 1
…that sexy and mysterious cousin? She knows how to cook.
Sausage, Cake and Opera
I sounded like a toddler making up a story about a man with a scarf.
Poznan via Berlin, with a Friend
If I fell asleep, I might miss my stop and end up in Warsaw…
Sahara Sunset, Sahara Sunrise
If you want to see the sunrise, you have to get up in the dark.
Marrakesh - First Impressions
Motorcycle exhaust, leather, spices, raw meat - these are the smells that envelop us.
Horchata Monster
It isn't pretty, but it is good.
Give Cuenca a Chance
You'll never know what you'll discover until you actually look for it.
The Original Burning Man - Las Fallas de Valencia
...completely en fuego, the heat rolling over the crowd in waves.
How Hot is the Devil's Garden?
Where is Delicate Arch?
What's Anasazi for WTF?
Prague Autumn
Trdlenik is so good you almost cry hot tears of joy.
Berlin Thai
We ate noodles, we ate dumplings, we ate chicken feet.
Home Away from Home
“...as in 'Sasquatch?”
Poznań Nocturne
"How are you able to look sober?" he asked. "I was raised in Utah," I said, leaving it at that.
Eating in Galicia
The right amount of too much.
Negotiating Peace in Lausanne
...diplomats on all sides abuzz with white wine and giggling like naughty schoolgirls.
Thank You, Bern. No, Really, Thank You.
...And I was all alone, God be praised.
...And then there was Bratwurst
...like Minnesotan coeds on their first Spring Break in Mexico.
Will Clint Eastwood be waiting for us,
an open bottle of whiskey in his hand?
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