Egg-Fryin’ Heat

I earned an enemy in Spain. I’m not sure how. It was our first full day in the country, and we spent it in Barcelona. On the return trip on the train, things were going swimmingly. We were in an end row, back to the door corridor, and there was a woman sitting in front of…

Eastern Europe is a land of hard sells. In my experience. Wouldn’t want to be accused of trying to stereotype an entire region. But, seriously, it is. In Athens, this was relegated mainly to restaurants, though there was one particularly humorous exchange with a cab driver who was convinced he knew where I wanted to…

We cultivate our own happiness, don’t we? That’s what all the self-help books say – tend to the happiness within one’s self – and it must be fairly decent advice, because, if I have learned anything from this life, it’s that happiness can never be found without. Of course, there are things in life that…