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The Question Every Solo Traveler Dreads “Are you dating anyone?” my well-meaning relatives always seem to ask, even though I’m sure they already know the answer. Often I want to say, “Yes! I’m dating Edinburgh right now. Or yes, I’m…
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Museum of the Rockies: Bozeman, MT When I was a kid, my family and I took “yearly family vacation” ski trips out west. (Yep. A bunch of southerners on skis…I blame my parents’ Yankee friends). Somehow, though, we never went…
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Sometimes the best travel experiences happen by accident. My train ticket was an open return from “all London Terminals”. I assumed that meant all London Terminals (now why would I think that?), so I took the bus to the station…
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I was staring into space with a big dopey smile on my face when one of the masseuses appeared. I must have looked a little out of it because without saying a word, he put two fingers up to my neck to take my pulse.
Continue readingI got off the train in Munich at midnight, dodging drunk people Oktoberfest was in full swing, and the train station buzzed with activity. Rows of windows in the high industrial ceilings gave way to views of the dark sky….
Continue readingWe spent only five minutes in Torp Airport on the way to Trondheim When the early airport bus left the station, Kim and I were on the other side of town, staring out the windows of the train from Holmenkollen–the…
Continue readingThree Weeks in the South of France. Sounds like Heaven. I booked my stay through Airbnb two months in advance, contacting my host to see if he’d give me a discount for staying so long. He did. I had a…
Continue readingOn Our Way to the Cotswolds, We Stopped by Bath Having heard very little about Bath besides what I read in Northanger Abbey, upon arrival we headed straight for the Roman Baths. I convinced the ticket-sales woman that I was…
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Back in October I Visited the lake district Windermere, to be exact. At 7:45 AM on a Saturday and with a slight hangover, I trudged up the stairs of the bus that was packed with foreign exchange students and travelers…
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The strangest, most difficult part about film (in my humble opinion) is knowing that most of the people you’ve worked with and become close to over the past couple weeks or months will head back to their respective homes and you’ll never see them again.
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