Reflections on Copenhagen

Reflections on Copenhagen

As I’m typing this, I’m sitting in the KLM Club at the Amsterdam Schipol Airport watching men standing in line for a service desk to zealously guard their frequent flier miles. My journey is about 38,000 miles. Jeeze. That’s a long way. Anyway,...
Oh Copenhagen, How I Love Thee.

Oh Copenhagen, How I Love Thee.

When I woke up this morning I had no idea where I was. As I stumbled out of bed I remembered when I stubbed my toe — hard — on the door jam of the bathroom. It seems like nearly every doorway in Denmark has a jam that’s at least 4 inches high. On...
Reflections on Paris

Reflections on Paris

My time in the first city of this RTW adventure is coming to a close. Ironically, as I write this, I’m hearing what I write in a French accent in my head. The city has gotten into my brains. I must be candid. Paris is not my favorite. For me, it was pricey,...