We booked eight days in Spain's neighbor on the Iberian peninsula, Portugal.
Enjoy these visuals from Porto and I'll return next week with more photos and details about the trip.
Months have roared passed - September, October, November, December, January, February - and I have arrived at the sixth month mark. This moment has traditionally represented a pivotal moment, the halfway point to something new, the vantage point off a mountain's peak from which I could see where I've been and where I was headed … Continue reading Six Months
A couple weeks ago, I was sitting at one of Madrid's many spectacular cafés with three friends and I asked them that cliché question that everybody hates, but which I think is worth contemplating from time to time: What would your ideal life look like?
I have been in Madrid just over three months. I am still a visitor.
Some cities have no equal. They stand alone, suspended by romanticized reputations built of cinematic allure. Even people who have never seen a map somehow have visions of these cities in their mind. Paris is such a place.
It can’t be overstated, moving to a new country is a Herculean task, like scaling a brick wall with your bare hands.
Today marks the 60th anniversary of the publication of Kerouac's most famous literary work.