As I sliced between duelling Peugeots on the Place de la Nation roundabout, I wondered why it took me so long to build up the courage to bike in Paris. It was nine months before I bought an annual Vélib… Read More ›
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A Week of Paris Fashion
As I ran across the Place Vendome on my way to a Dreyfus Affair tour, I caught a glimpse of myself reflected in a window: Flannel shirt, untucked. Gray jeans. Black sneakers. Grimace. (Or laugh. Or eye roll. I forget…. Read More ›
Sunday Evening at the Anchor Bar
Fall comes early to Ireland. By mid-August, each day is noticeably shorter than the last. The weather doesn’t so much change as it doubles down. The wind blows slightly stronger. The rain grows more persistent. Kids return to school. After… Read More ›
Happiness is …
Charlie Brown and the Peanuts Gang sang a song when I was young: Happiness is finding a pencil. Pizza with sausage. Tying your shoes for the very first time. Lately, I’ve thought a lot about happiness. If you are considering… Read More ›
Continued… Questions from new nomads
For those of you interested in nomadic life, my last post contains the first 5 Q&As from a pair of nomadic friends. You may want to check that out. If you have questions of your own, please ask them… Read More ›
The World In Between 