Hells Canyon starts here, below the dam on the Snake River. Janet contemplates Oregon just on the other side. We left the RV park in Grangeville sleep deprived, and soon…
Things sure ain’t what they used to be. For one thing, I don’t remember so many sea lions at the waterfront in Newport. I always heard that the fishermen hated…
Montmartre at the Place du Tertre is a little bohemian bubble in time. Though people do live here, it must cost a fortune. In my neighborhood, South Pigalle in the…
Grey it certainly is, but how influential is hard to tell. I walked about in the heart of Paris yesterday, until fading light and some spatters of rain drove me…
