Category Archives: Travel

Accra, and the Future

Mine is not a travel blog. Though I travel all the time, the places I go and the situations I encounter don’t fit the “wine and cheese” feel-good stories that make travel blogs so cathartic. Castles in Europe; deep wide … Continue reading

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“Christmas In Africa” — or something

Christmas in the camps. That’s what I was going to call this piece. The camps, that central fixture of my life. Oh, sure, not like their camps. Of course. Ours have cable TV, internet – air conditioning, food and pools … Continue reading

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The Anasazi of Colorado and the Dogon of Mali

A few years back I took my wife on a quick trip, leaving my son with the grandparents for a brief getaway. Back home – Colorado in the summer – where the air is pure and clean, and the mountains … Continue reading

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Writing: A Candle that Touches Tinder

I’ve been struggling for a few days with finding something to say. Not exactly writer’s block – maybe – but instead a sort of blankness. Fatigue. I’m using the excuse of a ‘rest’, my 3rd novel just came out; people … Continue reading

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Paris, As She Was

Paris. We’re supposed to say the name of the city in a whisper; reverent and pious. We who are privileged with travel are expected to send text messages back to our friends full of words like ‘magnificent’ and ‘stunning’; tweeting … Continue reading

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It Is All Now Part of America

There are places which are old – infused with history and time and tradition until they stand alone, boldly buttressing the story of mankind. Those of us who have lived in the East, who like to talk about Mount Vernon, … Continue reading

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Arizona: That Too Is Fitting

An Indian sits in a wheelchair on the porch of the abandoned community center, watching the sun set over Yuma. First Peoples, that’s better – has more romance and a greater sense of nostalgia than Indian, doesn’t it? Not because … Continue reading

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