As pictures go, this is probably terrible. It’s sort of blurry and the lighting is all wrong and some other things that photographers know about are probably missing. Continue reading “This Is Ireland” »
As pictures go, this is probably terrible. It’s sort of blurry and the lighting is all wrong and some other things that photographers know about are probably missing. Continue reading “This Is Ireland” »
First of all, I don’t jog. I can walk fairly fast if pursued by wild animals, but jogging—forget it. For those that like to jog and like to travel, and like liver and onions and high tea, you can learn more here.
San Francisco is a petri dish of unnecessary technology innovation. So I shouldn’t have been surprised, upon arrival at San Francisco’s International Terminal, for my United flight, to see a huge line of people ushered along by a few human beings into a vast throng of kiosks. I’m used to kiosks. I bear them some ill will; but I don’t hate them. Especially if I’m going on a short trip and I’m carrying on. Continue reading “Man Vs. Technology At The San Francisco Airport” »
I found myself in Conway in Wales (In Welsh I think it’s spelled Cyfcuyrfddyaysy) and I was standing in line to see The Smallest House in Great Britain. Continue reading “The Smallest House In Great Britain” »
I was on one of those sampler platter trips where you spend not enough time at too many places and the whole thing passes in a blur. Continue reading “In The Shower a Stripper Pole” »
I’m wandering through the Marrakech Medina, completely guide-free. The reason I mention the “guide-free” is because it’s a whole different experience when you don’t have someone scaring off the touts. It’s borderline awful actually, not having a guide; almost like having an entourage. Continue reading “Marrakech and the Fine Art of Haggling” »
These are the kinds of pictures I take. For one thing I can’t take good pictures. Continue reading “How To Name a Restaurant” »
A lot of places, when you actually visit them, underwhelm. It’s rare that a place lives up to its billing. Continue reading “The Grand Canyon Never Disappoints” »
Titanic Quarter–Belfast, Northern Ireland
The first thing I am told, before I ventured into the confines of Titanic Belfast, the city’s newest exhibition, is that it’s not a museum. Continue reading “Titanic Belfast: A Review” »
The parking garage where I keep my car was going to be painted and I had to move it for the day. I thought it was the perfect excuse to get out of town for the day.