The Present Perfect
Living for the present. My life as a semi-nomadic teacher.
Ok, it’s not the whole summer in Puglia, but I wish it was. This year marks my third year in a row spending a week in Puglia and my fourth year...
As I sit here in my Budapest hotel room on the eve of my departure for Bangkok, I’m reflecting on one of the best summers I can remember. My only goal...
The tag line of the New York Times’ classic travel feature “36 Hours In . . .” is “what to do when you’ve 36 hours to get to know a city.” This is a...
I think Venice is one of those cities that for most people is a once-in-a-lifetime sort of place. Unlike Paris or Florence, I never hear of someone falling in love with...
. . . to that time in March when I went to Istanbul for the weekend but never got around to editing my photos. Yeah, I’m a little behind in the...
I told myself that I wasn’t going to travel during the fall break this year, that I had just arrived in Budapest and I would spend some time really getting to...
I had no goals or plans for my trip to Italy. I’ve been to Italy more times than I can count, and although I haven’t seen everything that I’d like to...
It’s one month into my Bilingual Summer project so I thought it would be a good time to give a little update on my progress. In my first post a made...
My ears are filled with Italian already.
My bags are all packed and my cab will be here to take me to the airport for my flight to Kenya in an hour and a half, but there’s one...
The Present Perfect 
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