We’re in the Blue Ridge Mountains! Woke up this morning in Maggie Valley, North Carolina, not sticky with sweat! The no-see-um’s biting my ankles, and the occasional, disconcerting bang…

The addicts say “Wherever you go, there you are.” I say thank goodness for that. Right now, in my new room, I feel like I’ve been running to me, not…

If you’re not pretending to be what you are not, are you still pretentious? Today was just me wandering about the centre-ville of Dijon, which is a little architectural jewel…

Serendipity, or subconscious guidance? I had a resigned feeling about the chore of recrossing South Dakota. But staring at the map, I saw De Smet, and “suddenly remembered” it was…