Among the Maasai

That sound you hear is a complete lack of access to the Internet or a cellular network. It rivals angels singing in harmony.

Just when you thought I was getting so serious

You’re going to want to read this before you eat anything when traveling abroad.

Is this thing on?

We are so spoiled with our wireless and ethernet and Internet cafes. And our basic healthcare, while I’m at it.

400 N. Stanley Avenue

The birthplace of all that lives in these pages.

Lil Kit

This cat may never enjoy a name of its own except in my household where pictures of it are a high commodity.

The market in San Genaro

A feast of light and color and texture followed by one of the best meals of my life.

From a cliff along Costa Verde

There is just one moon and one golden sun.

Gloaming

A parting gift from the place I used to call home.

Yet another musician I met on a plane

First Peter Frampton, then Donny Osmond, and now… and now Sweet Micky.

A very specific somewhere in the Caribbean

So far away yet right here in the palm of my hand.