“So why are you here,” my driver asked. I looked ahead, trying to come up with a good answer.  Doing an arm sweep at ‘all the beauty’ in front of us...

A few days ago, I got word that a fellow traveler, Stephanie Simpson from the UK, had gone missing.  Her body was found on Valentine’s Day (after a five-day search) by...

It’s the first of October and I’m in one of the most beautiful cities in all of Europe.  I walked nearly twenty miles today through 2,000 years of history: through...

What happened with my old Remote Year crew during a 4-day reunion at a castle in rural France....

House sitting in the off-season in SW Portugal proved to be anything but boring....

Ever since I left Lisbon three years ago, I’ve wanted to go back.  Time passes and new ideas crop up; other destinations take a front seat.  I sometimes dream about...

“Guadalupe is part of France,” our French driver mentioned offhandedly yesterday on our Sancerre wine tour.  “Same politics, same benefits, it’s basically mainland France in the Caribbean.”  Damn, I thought,...

Next week, I’ll be looking back at my life.  I’m attending a reunion with forty people from my Remote Year family, most of whom I haven’t seen in two years. ...

18 Years Ago My first Labor Day, after officially being in the workforce post-college, was just another event in a Manhattan lifestyle that would span almost 16 years.  It was...

There’s a dress code in Taos, New Mexico: it’s called wiping your boots on the back of your jeans if entering a fancy restaurant.  I arrived here two days ago,...