The Weekend Rambler
Always Authentic. Always on its own path.
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Let’s get political. Not because I’m going to say anything politically driven, but because there’s no way to talk about corona these days without sounding like you’re choosing a side. So let’s talk about corona for travelers — because it’s the strangest time to be a traveler. I was lucky enough to go visit the…
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I have an unhealthy fascination with tiny countries. They’re adorable and I love their little egos. I’m fascinated by their history, how they were able to survive for so long and still press on with sovereignty. Why do the likes of Andorra, San Marino, and Liechtenstein still exist, and what do they even do? Why…
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El marinero volviendo de faenar recogiendo sus redes, junto a dos turistas que lo miran y fotografían con las mascarillas puestas…. El marinero está volviendo a su casa, donde su esposa está cocinando el desayuno y su hijo está en su cuarto sin posibilidad de huir de la pantalla. Juan, es marinero desde que tenía…
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Japan 2018 Oh ugly baby,Where on earth are you to be?Not here, in Japan. (This Haiku is dedicated to Asian babies — who are all adorable.) Sri Lanka 2018 I can’t reach my toesNor can I see my penisFuck, I’m just too fat I’m a slow lorisMy giant eyes will haunt youThin arms will climb…
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You meet the most memorable people in the middle of the night. My mom always said “Nothing good happens after midnight,” and while I agree I say the best stories happen after midnight. Sometimes, these moments in the middle of the night feel just a little bit too perfect. Those moments when it feels like…
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