What I’ve Learned (Oct. 26th, 2007)
Amsterdam prostitutes do not like to have their pictures taken. [See the full “What I’ve Learned” list here. Start at the bottom and read up.]
The pure joy of writing – a priceless blessing, unless you enjoy sleep
I discussed it here intermittently all summer and any poor bastard/bastardess that crossed my path in the terrene world couldn’t get me to shut up about it. I was suffering from writer burnout. I didn’t want to write about Italy. I didn’t want to write about Spain. I didn’t want…
What I’ve Learned (Oct. 25th, 2007)
Immigration officials at Heathrow Airport do not like to hear the words “Well, technically I’m homeless.” [See the full “What I’ve Learned” list here. Start at the bottom and read up.]
The re-birth of the “What I’ve Learned” list
In 2003 I started to keep a list on my travelogue of the accumulated, hard-won kernels of knowledge that I’d collected while on the road. I abandoned the list in 2004 for reasons that I don’t immediately recall, but it probably had something to do with girls. I’ve decided to…
A Keyhole into Burma
The first post of my series entitled ‘A Keyhole into Burma’ went up this morning over at Gadling.com. There’ll be one vignette every weekday for the next three weeks, plus a huge, wicked awesome picture gallery. Here’s the RSS feed for the series. That should get me on the Burma…
Poll: At what point do foreign entry requirements harsh your travel mellow?
OK, I’m still a little pissed off about Italy’s “new” registration regulations for US tourist (and possibly other nationalities) staying more than eight business days. Part of the reason I’m in a tizzy is that I still can’t find a definitive answer. The US Consular Information Sheet for Italy (dated…
Loving and loathing freelance writing – a four year, four month and nine day protracted retrospective on random issues
As some of you have already read, after nearly four and a half years of balls-out, homeless, clueless, godless travel writing, I have decided to move back to my home town of Minneapolis. Several people have misinterpreted this development. Though it’s true that I am closer to financial ruin than…
Italy screws US tourists and adds to already astounding domestic bureaucratic clusterf*ck in same move
(Advanced apology to non-US citizens reading this post. This may not affect you. Or maybe it will. Or maybe you’re even more screwed. It’s too early to tell.) I’ve just been forwarded the latest US Consular Information Sheet for Italy. It’s business as usual in the entry requirements section, at…
Mother Nature’s cat keeps walking across the keyboard
WTF is up with this weather? Yes, Minnesotans, I’ve been home for less than two weeks and I’m already complaining about the weather. A new record. I didn’t even think about a weather report while I was abroad for four and a half years. Now I scrutinize forecasts daily, dissecting…
The Poverty Line has lost its pizzazz, time to reach for the Sushi Line
Perhaps I’ve mentioned that freelance travel writing isn’t a cash cow career path. It’s more like a cash squirrel career path. And not those fat, waddling squirrels in Central Park either. I’m talking those emaciated, wild-eyed squirrels you see on safari, that are so deranged from malnourishment that they’ll mix…
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