Why are CNN and HuffPo Eating Up Vice Magazine’s Pathetic Reporting on Liberia?

As this is a travel section and not a navel-gazing personal essay/rant depot, I’ll not go too deeply into why I have spent the last four weeks in my home city of New York. Suffice it to say, I had to travel here from LA for medical reasons. I’m OK now, thank Science, but as my tenure in the city…

Only once have I ever been kicked out of Horreya. One of downtown Cairo’s busiest and grimiest drinking spots is rarely closed. But sure enough one night this fall, as the clock was pushing past three in the morning, the barkeep, who is in turns cantankerous and jolly as he swings at least a…

As print newspapers fight to stay alive, travel sections lose pages and steadily increase service journalism while operating under more scrutiny than ever. In support of our paper/e-ink colleagues, here’s the Sunday print travel news that’s fit to post about.

Well, it was bound to happen….

Mettersi in Forma

Getting into Shape

Italians refer to what Americans call a “six-pack” as addominali a tartaruga (turtle abs) and abs of steel as addominali d’acciaio. Unfortunately, they are much harder to acquire  than love handles (le maniglie dell’amore) or a paunch (pancione).

In…

As print newspapers fight to stay alive, travel sections lose pages and steadily increase service journalism while operating under more scrutiny than ever. In support of our paper/e-ink colleagues, here’s the Sunday print travel news that’s fit to post about.

Apart from its somewhat lame…

As print newspapers fight to stay alive, travel sections lose pages and steadily increase service journalism while operating under more scrutiny than ever. In support of our paper/e-ink colleagues, here’s the Sunday print travel news that’s fit to post about.

Both the LA Times and the New…

Continued from Bogsurfing in Scotland, Part 1

Step 2: Find Megalithic Site. Make high school yearbook analogies

In the summer of 2002 I was unofficially couchsurfing my way across the Scottish Highlands. By couchsurfing, I mean I was crashing with whoever would host me at the time….

An Indian, a Croatian, and an American were lost, barreling through villages in northern Syria.

“Peace be upon you! Sir, is this the road to al-Ghab, to Apamea?” Ali asked a bearded man on a motorcycle.

Even though Ali hailed from India, people often considered him Arab — khaleeji, from the…