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Surveillance

I just finished watching a documentary produced on the twentieth anniversary of the fall of the Berlin Wall. If you are good at arithmetic, you will have figured out that the show is about ten years old at this point. It covered events following the Second World War that led

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A little of "The other stuff"

Did you notice the subtitle of this blog? Every now and then I’d like to call your attention to something unrelated to travel. Just about four blocks from my house, a young fellow named Matt Kiser decided to start a daily newsletter that would chronicle the Trump presidency day-by-day.

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Left Unsaid

This is supposed to be a travel blog and one thing’s for sure, there won’t be much traveling for a while. So I’ve decided to say a bit more about our February trip to New Zealand. Let’s begin in Rotorua. Back in the day, this North

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How they do it in New Orleans

Amidst the trouble and angst caused by COVID-19, this woman’s face mask brought a smile!

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Moving On (again!)

They say that the third time’s the charm. I hope so because I’m getting tired of moving this blog! So, what’s going on? It’s not easy to find a good place to host a blog. Some are free, but insert ads into posts. Some are difficult

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The Ninth Wonder of the World

It’s been said that the thousands of kilometers of dry stone walls found in the United Kingdom and Ireland might be considered the Eighth Wonder of the World because of the unimaginable amount of human labor put into constructing them. If you’ve ever stood at the bottom of

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Rocks, rocks, rocks... Trees, trees, trees...

We met a woman who had been in the Broughtons for several months and was ready to go home. “After a while”, she said, “it’s just rocks, rocks, rocks, trees, trees, trees.” Perhaps if you stay anywhere long enough you become inured. We never got to that point, but

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Bears!

We came to see bears. We saw bears. Mostly turning over large rocks with a casual flick of the paw looking for things to eat. After watching a bear swim from one small Island to another, I thought about the huge bag of garbage sitting on board Impromptu.

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The Floating World

During Japan’s Edo period the phrase “the floating world” evoked an imagined universe of wit, stylishness, and extravagance—with overtones of naughtiness, hedonism, and transgression. But that’s not the floating world we’re here to talk about today. Like other places around the globe where folks make their

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