#Bizarre #Travel Journal #6: White powder

There was a time when Boston, a little snow, and George Clinton would a have had an entirely different meaning. George has traded his rainbow-colored dreadlocks for a natty three- piece suit, but he is still the King of Funk, even though he is well into his seventies. Could a blizzard keep the Funk from…

#Bizarre #Travel Journal #5: Sweeet or Soour in Alabama

#Selma, 1965, the #Edmund Pettus Bridge, flash point of the very important #Civil Rights Movement in the US— brave individuals for sure. You’d think we would’ve made more progress in #human rights by now, but racial, social and sexual civil rights are still quite contentious. A little compassion and respect could go a long way.…

#Bizarre #Travel Journal #3: #Hazy #Food Musings

Everyone has a favorite place to eat. Whether it’s Maxim’s in Paris, or Noma in Copenhagen, the memory of delicious food and exceptional dining linger long in our malleable brain cells. Etoufee and sourdough bread at Jake’s in Portland, Pecan Crusted Redfish at the #Commander’s Palace, or Happy Duck at the Thailand #Restaurant near Macdill…

#Bizarre #Travel Journal #2: Ewww de toilette

We all have to do it. Whether we’re on the road to a new, exotic location, or just off to visit Grandma, it’s not always easy to satisfy that urgent need without #collateral damage. Let’s be frank. It’s seldom a happy time for the ladies, even without the added detriment of the line. Yeah, there…

#Bizarre #Travel Journal #1: #Selfie Shtick

Are you on the verge of the #vacation of a lifetime? Don’t forget to stowaway your personal #Selfie Stick before you hit the road. #Selfie Stick, you ask? What in the world is that? Here is a photograph showing a disembodied hand. (Imagine it’s your hand.) Quite simply, the #Selfie Stick is an arm extender…