Across the Ocean Blue
Pursuing a dream in English-speaking Europe is the vanilla ice cream with sprinkles of international travel for a North American.
Come, Jet Lag; Come, Haggis
My first meal off the plane, jet-lagged as I was, consisted of No. 1 Grange Road’s “Haggis, Neeps, and Tatties Tower.”
Hot Food Makes Me Happy
But this is efficient, I tell myself. Hot food requires a stove, and a stove requires money, and I am a sophomore trying to backpack Europe on a budget. Food seemed like the best place to cut corners.
MacLeod’s Folly
Above the Scottish harbor town of Portree on a wooded hill known as The Lump stands what looks like an ancient watchtower, gazing blindly past the shoulders of the mountains to the Sound of Raasay.
Aquavitae: My Life in Four Drinks
In that crystalline moment, I knew that I had discovered something totally new. I glimpsed landscapes. I couldn’t speak.
