Travel

In 2012 I traveled to Kigali, Rwanda, to visit a friend living there on a Fulbright scholarship. This was the farthest I’d been from home, either culturally or as the crow flies (definitely as the Qatar Airways flight with an overnight layover in Doha flies). Rwanda may be the most …

When I visited Rome as a teenager, on a coast-to-coast bike tour way back in the 20th century, I was taken in by the magic. When I returned in 2015, I felt more subsumed than taken in; almost everywhere I fell into a tide of foreign tourists, flowing in and …

If I had to choose between the beauty and the weirdness of great faraway cities, I’d take the weirdness any day. Happily there’s no need to choose. The situation is really no different in close-to-home cities and non-cities, great or small. But travel seems to heighten one’s awareness of details, …