Touching down in Paris, I meet the film crew again (who were on the same flight). I’m presented with a little gift of Underberg which is a “digestif bitters” alcoholic drink that some use for digestion while others sip it as a boozy treat. It’s a secret recipe made from herbs sourced from over 40…
I find myself wandering alone through the streets of London – a city that I have visited briefly a few times and struggled to find that click, that intrigue, that instant friendship. Gone 9pm, I’m surprised to see a bookstore open and busy, seemingly staging some sort of quiet rebellion against a revolving parade of…
The next morning, I met up with the three man film crew who I was to spend the next three days with here in Oslo and then Paris. Much to my relief, their command of the English language was expertly. It was to a level that they made sarcastic jokes in English with pitch perfect…
So, it’s Thursday. One of those nondescript middle days of the week. I’m at work. I don’t remember the exacts of the conversation but it went something like this: “Dave, something’s come up. Would you mind going to Oslo and Paris next week? Oslo – Monday, Tuesday; Paris – Wednesday, Thursday. Sorry it’s a bit…
In the last two weeks, I’ve been on five planes and visited three countries – two of which I’d never been to before (the other was Paris). While I would love to live such a prolific jetsetting life on my own dime and time, these three trips were made for business. But that doesn’t in any way detract from the wonder of exploring new cultures.
So, it was my brother’s birthday this month and because I’m a considerate sibling I decided to get him… something that I probably wanted to do more than he did: go clay pigeon shooting. I’ve always held an interest, or perhaps more of a reverence, when it comes to guns. I’m not a violent or…
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