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Panic in Rome – A Travel Essay

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October 22, 2012
Panic in Rome – A Travel Essay

He was a nice-looking young man, about mid-20s, well-coifed, shortish hair, wearing a dark blue blazer, newish, over a pair of trendy jeans with those purposely faded areas at the knees. He might have been wearing a bright-coloured ascot; I can’t remember. I didn’t see his shoes for the crowds were pressing in on...
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San Francisco Days – A Travel Essay

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January 3, 2012
San Francisco Days – A Travel Essay

Sami Sunchild seemed discouraged as she looked out the front window of the Red Victorian, her “Living Peace Museum” on upper Haight St. in San Francisco. Bargain-priced T-shirts lined the window sill all of them emblazoned with Sami’s colourful versions of the peace symbol. Behind her posters shouting peace slogans adorned one wall. Outside,...
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Street Rhythms – A Photographic Journey

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October 11, 2011
Street Rhythms – A Photographic Journey

I call this a photographic journey because in it I share many of my most memorable moments on the road from small villages and slums of South America and Africa to big cities of Asia, Europe and North America. There are photographs of ordinary people from many walks of life. Here you will see...
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Red Seattle – A travel essay

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August 7, 2011
Red Seattle – A travel essay

An old episode of Frasier, the television comedy set in Seattle, focuses on an impending strike at the fictional radio station where Frasier works as an on-air psychiatrist. Whether the script writers knew it or not, they were tapping into the radical history of a city that has the dubious or proud distinction of...
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Down the Columbia – A photo essay

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July 10, 2011
Down the Columbia – A photo essay

Anyone who has read historian Richard White’s slim volume The Organic Machine will know of the energy and power generated by the mighty Columbia River. I knew it instinctively from living beside it for the first third of my life. Finally, Leola Jewett and I got the opportunity to drive much of its 1,500-mile...
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Tilting at Ice-Cream Cones – Four travel essays

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May 18, 2011
Tilting at Ice-Cream Cones – Four travel essays

For 17 days my partner Leola and I visited the fine architectural monuments of Antoni Gaudi in Barcelona, were awed by Pablo Picasso’s stunning mural “Guernica” in Madrid, applauded as young flamenco dancers strutted across the small stage at the capital city’s Villa Rosa taberna, and gobbled up as many plates of paella as possible all...
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Matilda at the Round Table

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May 17, 2011
Matilda at the Round Table

I curled my body around some blue-jean-covered legs as the human attached to them started to read a copy of The New York Times pulled from the antique rack in the cramped lobby of what is arguably the most famous literary landmark in Manhattan, The Algonquin Hotel. A momentary purr slipped out as I...
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Indonesian uncertainty – Three travel essays

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March 29, 2011
Indonesian uncertainty – Three travel essays

Visiting Jakarta, Indonesia, in the late 1990s, the sense of impending doom mixed with hope that the future might improve life for the people of the fifth largest nation in the world. I spent time at the old capital of Batavia. Here are my observations. Also attached are travel essays on Yodgykarta in Central Java....
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Yorkshire heaven

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March 27, 2011

The little Ford Escort had been hugging lineless left-hand-drive roads about as wide as the kitchen table for miles when we finally spotted Thwaite, a tiny village in England’s famous Yorkshire Dales. Ostensibly I was the driver but between the Ford, which seemed to have a contrary mind of its own, and my paranoid...
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Pythagorian paradise

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March 26, 2011

The travel agent had a shocked look on her face when I stepped off the quay in Pythagorio on the Greek island of Samos intending to rent a car from her. “You should not wear that here,” she whispered with a frown as she pointed to my white cap.  It had the word “Turkiye”...
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