My Year in Review: 2018
At the stroke of midnight 2018 will be gone forever, and there will be no time left to improve upon it or add to its legacy. Except not really. In … Continue reading My Year in Review: 2018
At the stroke of midnight 2018 will be gone forever, and there will be no time left to improve upon it or add to its legacy. Except not really. In … Continue reading My Year in Review: 2018
I visited Budapest last April, and I came back with several works of Hungarian fiction in my luggage. The first author I tried from my pile was the great Tibor … Continue reading Niki: The Story of a Dog by Tibor Déry
As the airboat approached the docks at Jean Lafitte, our tour guide gave us some parting advice. “Listen up y’all: Bourbon Street sucks. Where y’all wanna go is Frenchman Street. … Continue reading The Crescent City Diaries #15
For my last day in New Orleans I booked myself a second swamp tour. I debated making an excursion to one of Louisiana’s many historic plantation homes, but ultimately decided … Continue reading The Crescent City Diaries #14 – Bayou Redux
My fourth day in the Big Easy began with a steamboat tour of the Mississippi. I’d seen the large crowds waiting in line for the Steamboat Natchez several times during … Continue reading The Crescent City Diaries #13 – Shrunken Heads & Sugar Factories
My first stop in City Park was the New Orleans Museum of Art. The temperature in NOLA had been steadily increasing since my arrival, and at this moment I felt … Continue reading The Crescent City Diaries #12
Day Three. I’m eating breakfast in a little café across from my hotel on Royal Street. The waitress brings me a cup of joe and a hard bagel filled with … Continue reading The Crescent City Diaries #11
As I sit down to write the tenth entry into my New Orleans travel diary, I find myself following some rather amusing associative thought-processes. It’s all a complete accident, isn’t … Continue reading The Crescent City Diaries #10
Somehow- quite inexplicably- I had fallen drunk in the short window of time between paying my bill at Pere Antonie’s and exiting the restaurant onto Royal Street. Perhaps the boozy, … Continue reading The Crescent City Diaries #9 – Blues, Booze, & Burlesque
El Wapo is an old, 13-feet-long Louisiana alligator with a fondness for eating other alligators. It’s precisely this habit- and his talent for crushing skulls- that’s cost him approximately 3000 … Continue reading The Crescent City Diaries #8 – Cruising into El Wapo’s Man-Cave
As I stated in my previous post, I was anxious not to waste any time in this city overflowing with creative inspiration. When traveling solo- especially staying in a city … Continue reading The Crescent City Diaries #7
My visit to New Orleans was very unstructured from the offset. It was completely unlike my trip to Budapest. Budapest was a project, something I was passionate about, and traveled … Continue reading The Crescent City Diaries #6