Central Europe – Day 2 – Trains & Castles & Cigarettes
The train rocks gently south toward Füssen. Solar panels seem to cover the roof of every building and a quarter of the fields we pass by. So far the S-Bahn is my favorite thing about Germany – I wish...
View ArticleCentral Europe – Day 3 – Rust & Spires
The train from Munich to Prague is not as nice as the other trains we’ve been on. It is decorated in early 90’s pastels and many of the knobs and gewgaws appear to be broken. My efforts to open the...
View ArticleCentral Europe – Day 4 – Laundry
We arrive at Prague Castle before opening time and take pictures from the courtyard. A man in anachronistic chainmail poses for the group, checking his phone between photos. The skyline of Prague is...
View ArticleCentral Europe – Day 5 – Rabbit & Absinthe
Our guide said “Student Agency Bus” and I immediately envisioned a big yellow school bus with sliced-up seats. The bus that meets us is instead a two-story land yacht with video screens and drink...
View ArticleCentral Europe – Day 6 – Bicycles & Rafts
Breakfast is lunch meat and hard boiled eggs. The waitress is less than enthused that we exist on the same planet as her. She jabs a finger at a table and grunts “Coffee or Tea?” I smile at her and she...
View ArticleCentral Europe – Day 7 – Sweat & Schnitzel
I wake up coughing. My throat has been destroyed by the second-hand smoke from last night. Breakfast is again lunch meat and hard boiled eggs, but I find the bread and jam hidden behind one of the food...
View ArticleCentral Europe – Day 8 – Cake & Statues
Second breakfast is sachertorte at the Demel Bakery. We sit outside watching people from all over the world pass by. My iced Turkish coffee is 1000% superior to any of the hotel coffee we’ve had on the...
View ArticleCentral Europe – Day 9 – Burgers & Wine
The Hungarian forint is not in high demand outside of Hungary, as evidenced by the 10,000 forint bills being spit out by the ATM. The 30,000 forints I receive are equal to roughly $107 US. Knowing they...
View ArticleIt is fall in the mountains
Air curling up from the hollows on either side of the mountain runway shoves against the sides of the plane so that it shudders and jumps as we descend. We bounce once, then a second time before making...
View ArticleTo India
I’ve never been at O’Hare for what anyone would consider a layover. It’s always been more a “desperate sprint from one far-flung terminal to another”. Wandering through terminal C, looking for...
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