How Little I Know
He looked at the snail. Can it see me? He wondered. Then he felt, how little I know, and how little it is possible to know; and with this thought … Continue reading
October 12, 2012 · 9 Comments
To Pass the Time
Among the many reasons I like Croatian bus drivers is that they will carry on conversations with you knowing full well you don’t speak the language. A test of your … Continue reading
April 27, 2012 · 7 Comments
A Traveler’s Wish
After this, I want silence, time to wonder, to think & to feel, to look at different cities & speak different tongues, & become wonderfully anonymous & lonely. -From Iris … Continue reading
January 31, 2012 · 2 Comments
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
The Nice Thing About Strangers 