Essays and Observations on Danish Existence — from an expat who knows nothing— There is something I must tell any and all individuals wishing to move to Denmark to sample the herring, hygge, and hangovers. The weather will crush you. But it is also something that will make you stronger. Living in Colorado most ofContinue reading “Dansk Liv #2: The Rains”
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Metaphysical Souvenirs
Denmark has steadily been opening up, which allowed me the ability to indulge in one of my favorite pre-quarantine activities: thrift shopping. To my peruser’s delight, one of the largest thrift shops in Aarhus is just up the street from my house. In it is a who’s who of knick-knacks and brick-a-brack and other hyphenatedContinue reading “Metaphysical Souvenirs”
Zig-Zig in the Desert
What is Zig-Zig, you ask? We’ll get there shortly, my scruffy faced little fauns. Our toasty little desert hams were roasting in the North Jordanian town of Madaba last time we met. Now the time had come to get our hams into the spam can and get down south into the breadbasket of Jordanian attractions.Continue reading “Zig-Zig in the Desert”
The Bremen Weekend Break
What’s become of this wretched blog site? I came here with a mission: detail how one can effectively experience a new culture in the time-frame of a mere weekend. For my readers to become Weekend Ramblers, and seize their slow hours of weekend rejuvenation with adventure and jubilation. Yet here I am, detailing wordy backpacking exploitsContinue reading “The Bremen Weekend Break”
Hitching Portugal’s Armpit
Well, perhaps not the armpit. Some people really like this part of Portugal. Some people also like licking armpits. I am neither of those people. And I suppose an armpit in winter is far more curvy and elegant than it is in the summer. For me, this armpit was hot, sweaty, and reeking of rottenContinue reading “Hitching Portugal’s Armpit”
The Weekend Rambler 