AL— It’s hot. We’re exhausted but we walk all day anyway. Scottie and Nelly figured out that if they whine enough, they can ride on my shoulders. Charlie can order food by himself—in Spanish—almost. The kids are all so big now. They miss you more […]
When I’d lived in Dublin, I’d take the train from Connelly Station and head north. The raised tracks ran through neighborhoods I had never seen before. Row after row of attached houses with rectangular, walled gardens hung with laundry and littered with abandoned toys became […]
Photos from a miraculous journey through the ancient city of Kathmandu, and trekking through the Himalayas.
Fogo Island has always been about cod fishing. Just off the northeastern tip of Newfoundland, it was populated a few centuries ago by immigrants from Ireland and Britain. You can read about overfishing, the imminent demise of the community, and its (at least for now) […]
Travel Essay: Cuba The map at the front of the decades old bus looks like a humpback whale, diving away from the United States, the harpoon of Florida. We’ve been on this bus for over six hours, on our way to Trinidad in the center […]
