After a day of touristing, and before a night of sleeping on the train, I had to recharge my camera and my phone. Which means off my laptop...

I packed up my bag and left it with the Radisson bellhop. I had a 7 p.m. sleeper train to Romania and wouldn't see a wall outlet or sho...

I'd booked the Radisson on points, knowing I was arriving in the middle of the night and not wanting to risk booking somewhere with no ...

I was in Birmingham to give two coloring workshops at something called ICE, which I think stands for Independent Comics Expo. The fringe ...

On Thursday night in London, I rushed from my Priceline room over to Piccadilly Circus, then spent a confused ten minutes searching for a n...

I got my very own Oyster card yesterday at Heathrow.  It's a little tap-and-go thing, like we have on the PATH train at home. You ge...

I've been working the last seven weeks. A lot. But less than usual. Just...different. Because I'm back working in an office now. ...

I've been wanting to go wandering in the Erie Cut (aka Bergen Arches area) for years now, but my friend Kraiger keeps sternly ordering ...

Cheery thought for the day. Choose Your Own Adventure: If you can tolerate the desperation of returning to the place you just left to r...

I got a response! I think I actually managed to ask a question in Bulgarian. It looks like I have a reservation on the 10:30 minibus from B...