A Stubborn Old Scot

She sat down wearing an orange sweater that was too loosely knit for a woman like her. Meaning maybe thirty years ago it would’ve been appropriate. She had fashionably cut blond hair, stereotypically off kilter Scottish teeth, and surprisingly enough , a tan. She never faced me and she only queried briefly if she could…

What is a bear?

Just in time for throwback Thursday, I answer the question “What is the scariest thing a backpacker can face?” One time my brother and I went for a little drive. A little one. It took six months and twenty thousand miles to find our way home. We got some pretty good stories out of those…

The Young and Undersexed

  Waiting for the bus to take me back to Prague and I’m sure I recognize half the people here. A lot more than half are definitely Americans. We are expats. More specifically we are student expats with a penchant for drinking and a bloodhound’s nose for finding party towns; so, we went to Budapest.…

MY JSME SPARTA!

My jsme Sparta. We are Sparta. That is the motto for AC Sparta Praha, the city’s premier football (soccer) club. I like that. What do I think of when I think “Sparta”? Absurd toughness. Honor. Pride. Strength. That describes the fans alright. I’m not entirely sure about the team yet. But what I can say…

Smoke.

Smell is the strongest sense we have regarding triggering memory. I read that once. It is primal. It activates something deep within our animal psyche. It makes the memory something much more powerful than just a thought. It transports us back into our own history. The distinct aroma of a perfume or a lotion and…

Why I Love The Tribe

Last night I went to the climbing gym. This has become my regimen. Three times a week, I ride the tram across the river, slip on and strap down a pair of rubberized ballerina shoes, and submit my fingers and forearms to two hours of torturous hell. We call this bouldering. I’m preparing for the…

I Want To Go Adventuring

Have you seen this video yet? It’s the trailer for Ben Stiller’s new movie The Secret Life of Walter Mitty. The short story is about a gutless wimp who spends a car ride with his overbearing wife imagining he was doing something better. Basically, it was about someone who was so caught up in their dreams…