The Nice Thing About Strangers

Creative Non-Fiction Short Stories. :) Travel, Oldsters, Love, and Compassion.

Staring Contest

From the back of her head she seemed too young to be mother of those two children.  The mother pulled her daughter close and studied some food residue on the … Continue reading

January 18, 2012 · Leave a comment

Do-Re-Mi S.O.S.

As bus merged onto the highway, leaving no chance for unhappy passengers to disembark, a group of Slovakian college students old enough to know better broke into song. The driver … Continue reading

January 16, 2012 · 2 Comments

Carpe Diem, Handsome Farmer

He had been handsome when younger; he remained handsome, but had reached an age where people gazed at him like his days were numbered. He shuffled down the narrow hallway … Continue reading

January 13, 2012 · 7 Comments

Any Day Now…

All that he had now was an idea that one day something would happen. And he would be taken by a set of events to the place he should go. … Continue reading

January 12, 2012 · 1 Comment

The Lost Tourist as Herself

Mothers walking with daughters needed time to assess whether to engage strangers, especially strangers who smiled too much and managed to turn up lost just past the auto repair shops … Continue reading

January 11, 2012 · 7 Comments

Reasons to Skip Rome

Italy he associated with grown-up matters, such as the fathering of children, and he secretly feared it, with the same instinctive fear he had of strong sunlight, the scent of … Continue reading

January 10, 2012 · Leave a comment

Punctual

She was forty-five minutes early for her train–the young woman who kept looking at the arrival screen above her and straining to listen to the loudspeaker’s announcements.  Bahnsteig Eins, Bahnsteig … Continue reading

January 9, 2012 · Leave a comment

The Photog’s Fury

The bus began its journey thanks to several male passengers who got out to push the slow rolling mass out of its parking stall. After that, things went fairly smoothly. … Continue reading

January 6, 2012 · 1 Comment

Stay Fickle

Gazing at each other through their thick glasses, smoothing their sweaters, two little old ladies were at an age not to care, but still cared, vaguely–mostly about what they thought … Continue reading

January 4, 2012 · Leave a comment

M’s Party Trick

M. is a shy Peter Pan. Reddish-brown hair, chestnut eyes, trim in the macho-black button-up shirts of his fellow Turkish waiters, he stands with his hands behind his back while … Continue reading

January 2, 2012 · 1 Comment

Fearless Zumba Septuagenarians

Zumba is like a cruel trick on the elderly ladies in the sparsely populated fitness room: an eight-dollar drop-in fee for overly complicated dance steps and music featuring figures such … Continue reading

December 26, 2011 · 9 Comments

I Miss Istanbul. And, and, and…

Basically, like nine-tenths of humanity, I always wanted to be somewhere else, usually in the place I have just fled from. -Thomas Bernhard. Wittgenstein’s Nephew.

December 24, 2011 · 1 Comment

Christmas Homework

Today’s post is a reprise of one of the most popular stories this year. If you are enjoying the blog, do consider sharing it with friends and family members. It … Continue reading

December 23, 2011 · Leave a comment

Totally Not Making This Up

The salesman gazes and grins at a tourist sitting alone in the outdoor café. Her chair points toward his shop. To investigate him, she looks across the center line of … Continue reading

December 19, 2011 · 4 Comments

Nothing to See Here

The little boy sat with his legs folded under him and labored carefully in his notebook, writing plays for Arsenal, his favorite soccer club. A chilly Serbian woman and her … Continue reading

December 16, 2011 · Leave a comment

Personal Space

At mid-morning, the U-Bahn platform was nearly abandoned. The young woman with ceaseless layers walked to her usual waiting place and stopped. From this point, her transfers to other subway … Continue reading

December 14, 2011 · 4 Comments

The Shared Eyebrow and the Runaway Tablet

He has a blue jogging suit and winter coat, she wears leggings as pants with a ski jacket. They stand close while waiting for the plane. She tries to hand … Continue reading

December 12, 2011 · 5 Comments

enjoy this particular day

One never took the time to savor the details; one said: another day, but always with the hidden knowledge that each day was unique and final, that there never would … Continue reading

December 10, 2011 · 2 Comments

So, Thank You.

Flirting with the narrator was a sure way into the story. He must have known this, though certainly half her age. He approached at the bus stop not long after … Continue reading

December 9, 2011 · 7 Comments

Window Shopping

No need to rush to the airport, two business men opt to take a coffee in the lobby of their hotel, where all of the signs are in English and … Continue reading

December 7, 2011 · 4 Comments

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