Three days from now, I embark on a journey I’ve dreamed about since I was 12. To say I can’t wait is an understatement.
A sad conversation
I was strolling down a lovely Barcelona street on a quest for coffee and pastries when I noticed a young lady on the next block trying to parallel park in an extremely small space. She would back up, get out of the car to see how much room she had, get back in, back up […]
To the punk that stole my phone in Barcelona
Dear Shithead – I hope you’re happy. That iPhone you ripped out of my hands on the streets of downtown Barcelona was full of photographs that meant a lot to me. Yes, I realize you couldn’t care less about that. I suspect you don’t care about anything but yourself. Let’s face it, you’re a miserable […]
17 Days in Italy, 1 pair of underwear
It’s not as gross as it sounds Around 35 years ago, I checked my bag onto a flight to somewhere. I don’t remember exactly where I was going, but am pretty sure it was for a three-day training class, so with travel time, I was packing for five days or so. I suspect I checked […]