A lovely Sunday afternoon at the Lahore Polo Club.
More than a decade after spending a semester studying the Indonesian language at the University of Indonesia on the outskirts of the unruly city of Jakarta, it was time to revisit Java, see old friends, taste familiar flavors. And, of course, get some of the sunshine and outdoor air that I sorely lack in myContinue reading “Return to Indonesia”
The minibus from Rize, Turkey got me to Camlihensin, and in that wonderful little mountain town in the Firtina valley I jumped in a van whose driver was apparently accepting money for rides. (The music selection on the radio was all his, I soon discovered) Finally, I made it to the day’s destination, the MiddleContinue reading “A Good Place to Get Stranded”
Cleveland’s neighborhoods of note are scattered around the city and are separated by expansive chunks of urbanity that do not inspire the visitor to linger. But if you find the right Clevelander (probably the heavily tattooed bartender or barista) with the right directions, there are some wonderfully unexpected culinary delights to be had. Notable, forContinue reading “Cleveland Food Finds”
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Apparently, one more person can ALWAYS get on the train, despite all conventions concerning safety, or common decency for that matter. Thankfully, my es buah at the market outside the train station helped calm my momentary distaste for all of humanity…