Tag: writing
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Graceland
If you were to take the state of Tennessee, spin it clockwise 90 degrees and squint, you’re looking at the basic size, shape, and orientation of Portugal. That thought experiment also puts Memphis (and Graceland, “thank you, thank you very much”) in the northwest corner, right on the Atlantic. That’s precisely where we are looking…
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New: Lather. Rinse. Repeat.
As we have settled into the first week of our latest Portuguese odyssey, I have been hemming and hawing whether I was even going to blog this particular adventure (and if you’ve ever hemmed and/or hawed at my age, you know the fall risk). Since my entire schtick is Stranger-in-a-Strange-Land/fish-out-of-water observations, I didn’t feel like…
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Wash. Rinse. Repeat.
After yesterday’s unexpected foray into extreme tourism, we decided that our mud-covered clothing deserved a play date with a washing machine or the last leg of our journey in Porto was going to be done primarily in the nude, and I only advocate public nudity at the KLM lounge in Amsterdam. The hotel desk clerk…
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Take Me to the Riber
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