A few days ago Manchit and I went to JFK International Airport so she could take her flight back to China. She queued beside travelers dressed in full Hazmat suits (lab-ready goggles down to their slip-resistant shoe booties), or in hodgepodges of plastic-wear (rain jackets, ponchos, pant protectors) Frankenstein-crafted together; or wearing whatever construction-site dust…
Author: Dominick Grillo
My wine shall come in a box or not at all.
Happy Chinese New Virus New Year + Yunnan Snow-Capped Memories
No more theaters. No more KTV karaoke. (Almost) no faces on Guangzhou’s streets that are bare without face masks. Welcome to the new World Virus Order, courtesy of the kind of unsanitary health practices your mother has been warning you about for the past thirty years. We’re about 1500 kilometers (that’s about 932 miles/Freedom Units)…
More Desert, No More Problems – Goodbye Sweet, Sweet Tunisia
Not completely satisfied with the minor dunes of our day tour, we left Tozeur and headed south across the massive Chott el Djerid salt flat to the smaller town of Kibili, yet another “Gateway to the Desert,” where we stayed with Arafat and his family on their campsite. (We stayed in a room on the…
A Beach is a Desert to an Ant
The sea is flat, flat, flat. It’s a mirror and a window to another world. Gaze upon the placid distant shimmers and wonder where the sea ends and the sky begins. Closer to the beach the sun-soaked whites and blues merge into that tropical teal non-islanders have come to know best from Caribbean pirate films,…
Sea, Sand, and Sunshine in Tunisia… But Where are the Tourists?
Our final hours in Tunisia and our first country post. While Manny chops veggies and prepares some steaks for lunch in the kitchen, I annoy our neighbors by blaring some of the most intense Berlin techno I can find. (Therapeutic writing music as we sum up our days here.) Once upon a time, only about…
Marseille All Day (And All Week)
The final sunset of our holiday draws near. We awake on yet another brilliant, blue Tunisian morning, back in the capital of Tunis for a couple days before our separate flights to separate countries. Before that, let us at least finish words and images for one country! After our road-trip around southern France, we returned…
French Country Roads, We’ll Travel On, To Some Places, Where We Won’t Stop Long… (John Denver Called And Asked For His Song Back)
A sigh of relief on a warm, sunny Tunisian morning. As expected (but we were all still a bit nervous), the Democrats have taken back majority control of the House. Thank God. More work to be done, but it’s a start in the right direction as we oppose the coming months of Trumpian directives and…
You’ll Need More Than a Bag of Euros To Join Monaco’s High Society (Spoiler: Fancy Shoes Help)
Drip, drip. Splish, splash. We light candles, turn the heat up (it’s a frigid 16 degrees outside [that’s about 60 degrees in American Freedom Units]), drink more wine, and generally laze about. Or I do anyway since Manchit has taken it upon herself to cook the day’s rations of oysters, jumbo shrimp, and salmon fillets…
Looks Very Nice, Sounds Like Niece, Spelled Like Nice… (RECAP EPISODE + NEW ADVENTURES)
Hellllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllooooooh! So, last I checked there were about two months of India and Sri Lanka travels that had been yet to have posted on this little here blog of ours. Two months of SWEAT and smiles; spicy meats, exotic trance beats, and blinding desert heat; two months of monkeys and childish country bumpkins; two months…
Boys, Boys, Boys… and the Erotic Kama Sutra Temples of Khajuraho
Hello there! Welcome to the brilliant green shrubbery, mouth-watering food, and unbelievable hospitality of… NEW JERSEY! Yes, we have jumped back across borders, back to New York City, and back to my parent’s farm in the lush New Jerseyan countryside. Out of India, but we have perhaps 75% of our journey still to talk about,…
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