I could hear the wave roaring towards be through the pool “Johnny Utah. Be Johnny Utah,” I told myself. After almost an hour of beatings, I’d taken enough punishment from the waves. Time after time, I’d paddled hopefully...
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Blues Run the Game Part II
On the banks of the Tiber, just a few hundred yards from the the Vatican’s front door, you’ll find a guitar player. At least, that’s where I found him. He’ll...
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Where to Find Dracula’s Real Castle in Romania
“There are vampires. They are real, they are of our time, and they are here, close by, stalking us as we sleep…”- Bram Stoker, Dracula, 1897. The forest stirred to...
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A Weekend in America’s Most Haunted Bar
For more than 100 years, the two-story, brick building on a corner in downtown Memphis has been a fixture of the city’s landscape. Built in the late 1800s on the...
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Long as I Can See the Light
The final day broke over Vietnam. On a creaking, wooden ship in a secluded cove of the South China Sea, the old crow and I greeted the morning sun. It’s...
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Kava Chameleon
VANUA LEVU, Fiji — 88 pounds of kava hit the rainforest floor with a thud. The mesh sack brimming with green roots landed on top of another, and then another....