Here’s a question nobody, not even Steven Hawking (A Brief History of Time) nor Erich von Daniken (Chariots of the Gods), can answer: how large is the universe?
Let me send a hug (and a small harmless grope) to the many authors and readers who came out last night to hear my presentation: Travel Writing That Matters.
On Thursday from 5 to 7, I'll be gettin' drunk for humanity. You should too. I'll be speaking to the authors' club at the lovely Posada de la Aldea in San Miguel de Allende (shown here) about how travel writing promotes cultural awareness and human rights.
“Oh look, the birds are so fonny!” said an olive-eyed senorita and groovy Gallego art student wearing an auburn cloak from a nearby university. I did not agree. After all, birds are much older than we and descended from dinosaurs.
Russell Crowe's Noah epic won't open in most countries until this weekend, but I just saw it. So, Sacred Ground Magazine can now give you the real scoop on this astonishing and controversial film.
Away from the urbanization of Spain’s Costa del Sol along scenic Highway 44, I arrived in my “Europe by Car” leased vehicle via Marbella to Ronda, one of the beautiful villas blancos (white villages) in the Andalusian countryside.
Today, we go back into London for my first full day of sightseeing. We do a lot of walking, take tons of pictures, and stop to eat lunch indoors when the rain comes down too hard for us to be out.
Winter sky from the High Line by GL Kraut“I love it. It’s like a piquino paradise in the sky!” raves Zoraida Robinson, a hard-working Puerto Rican immigrant with an eye for al fresco retreats.
Do you consider travel lit to be fluffy vacuous text about beaches and restaurants inserted as space filler into photo spreads?
Before I give a holla to the above mentioned house niggas, I need to explain exactly who they are. Have you seen the movie 12 Years A Slave?
Today our morning walk turns into a two-hour hike around the countryside. We pass two churches going back to the 12th Century and also enter a school that was active in 1178.
We live on Ocean Parkway, with Brighton Beach and the Atlantic Ocean only a few minutes drive away. There is no money to speak of, but we always get by.
After the solitary and starlit night previously related, some guests arrived at Bantayan Island beach resort.
In our last episode, we wondered aloud why cockfighting abounds in this remote part of The Philippines.
The roosters swaggered around like Mick and Keith, with dangerously sharp spurs attached to their legs.
Today, I sit on my Mexican ranch with a warm sun overhead and a fresh breeze rustling the cornfields all around.
Back when I lived in Paris, one of the comically incongruous things I saw was a most pathetic Pere Noel with a guelle de bois (face of wood = hangover), peeing in the snow with a painful grin, on the legendary Boulevard St.
It isn't just the library books that are well-stacked.Librarians have nice racks. Yet, these nice bookracks are getting even nicer, since many now stock Fresh Wind & Strange Fire, thanks to a recent review in the illustrious Library Journal.
Two enormous pyramids jut from the sun-baked land like mother earth wearing my grandmother's conical bra.
The new Hobbit film is a fun and eye-dazzling expansion of the classic book. Plus, Evangeline Lilly makes it truly worthy of the name Fantasy Lit.