I’ve been coming to New York City in the spring for almost 20 years, usually to attend and often to give a workshop or two at a conference for student journalists. I’ve had some of best experience with students here, as well as some of my worst—losing a student on the subway or having one… Continue reading alone in the big city
For every 100 people who claim to only need five or six hours of sleep, only five of us actually do.
Sunday we took a second road trip, this time to Los Cumbrecita, another German Alpine village on the edge of the Sierras in central Argentina. When you get to the village, it is deep in a ravine, down a bumpy cobblestone street. You have to park and walk across a bridge into the small town—… Continue reading of Spanish and sauerkraut