All Blog Posts Tagged 'Ralph' (2)

I like airports, actually. They offer such good post fodder.

I step through the door and come face to face with a half-naked middle-aged man. Well not face to face; he’s turned toward the wall so all I see is his pasty, mealy back. On the shelf in front of him is his open carry-on. He’s slathering on his deodorant. I feel like…

2 years ago my sister and I took a girl’s trip to Paris. Instead of using public transport to get around, we took advantage of our feet and stamina. With the map of Paris in my hand, we navigated our ways through the major districts of the city with pleasure and ease. It is at that point that I discovered the adventures of soaking in the city life, paying attention to all the small details you find on the way and basking in the glory of such major cities, something which goes amiss on…