There’s something about Africa. I know that many people who have been to Africa explain that there is a subconscious, almost soulful, pull towards the continent. I’m not sure if…
Past Glory
It was clearly the off season. We were driving through the wine country south of Santiago, but there was nobody around. Something about that late-fall May time frame, I supposed….
Saigon Nights
I don’t feel like I really understand a city until night falls. There’s something about nighttime that’s always been comfortable for me, and I never really know how I’m going…
Magic in the Southern Alps
Driving across New Zealand is magical, and I beg you to pardon the cliche. There really is no other word for it, though. We decided to drive across New Zealand…
Preconceptions & (Almost) Pizza
I had heard about Naples all of my life since my father was very proud that his grandfather was born there. As a child it sounded exotic, and I pictured…
The Center
As I step outside and take a look across the street, I see the most famous park in the world, Central Park. Harlem Meer shines in the morning and there…