Category: Lessons from the Road

Ice cream cone diplomacy

Kendrick warily approached his quarry, eyes wide with anticipation but with understandable trepidation. He was encroaching upon sacred…

Memorial Day: A time to remember, and to change

The wind blew a cold breeze across the rows of white grave markers spread across the gentle hillside.…

11 reasons to love Belgrade

Nearly everything I’ve been taught about writing preaches the necessity of avoiding clichés and overused, tired structures. Originality…

The simpler milk runs of yesterday

The gentle sound of glass bottles rattling against one another was more than enough alarm clock for a…

(Un)welcome to the UK

I knew I was in trouble with Agent #3293 at London Heathrow’s Terminal 5 the moment she turned…

What remains when we leave

Now that it is imminently apparent that we are leaving Cambodia – perhaps for good, perhaps not –…