Published by admin on September 28, 2016

Finding Love in Greece

  Location: Greece Mode of transport: Bus Euros on hand: 150 Status of debit card: Defunct   I’m always in a rush to leave a major city in a foreign country. I’d go so far as to say I despise cities. Everyone is always looking to cheat me. Taxi drivers are evil. The city is…

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Published by admin on September 26, 2016

How I got Blacklisted from Airbnb

  It hasn’t happened–yet–but if I were a betting man, and I am, I would surmise that it’s only a matter of time. Within two minutes of having this beautiful airbnb home in Tuscany, Italy to myself, it seems as if I might have destroyed a very heavy wooden-paneled blind system as I was trying to bring some sunlight…

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Published by admin on September 18, 2016

Life at Sea

I am ready to see land. Strike that. I’ve seen land.  What I mean is that I’m ready to feel land under my feet. I skipped class this morning. We’re all required to go to Global Studies, which is a course that the entire shipboard community attends together. I didn’t consciously skip class; I just didn’t…

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Published by admin on September 16, 2016

Swimming to Algeria

  From somewhere in the Mediterranean… That’s a line from one of my all-time favorite movies, The Crimson Tide. Around 22:00 yesterday (that’s military time), I leaned against the railing of deck 8 of our ship, the World Odyssey, awestruck, as we passed by a coastal city in Algeria, lit up in the clear night…

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Published by admin on September 4, 2016

You Can’t NOT Find True Love

  It’s a bold claim, I know. But I believe it, whole-heart-ed-ly. It comes with a catch, though. (Luckily, not a catch-22.) You have to really live your life. In other words, you have to be an individual. Single. Separate. Discrete. Independent. You’ve got to go on a journey that is yours and yours alone….

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Published by admin on September 2, 2016

The King of Christiania

  It’s rare to meet such a man. He sits quietly outside his small studio as people walk past. His life’s work, oil paintings, are strewn about the floor and hung up, both beside him and inside his studio. They do the talking for him. One painting immediately grabs me. It’s a picture of a sunset over some…

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