In Venice, I made Carnival masks. In Laos, I wove my own scarf. In England, I tried spray painting a canvas. You know what all those projects had in common? They ended up in the trash. I’m ashamed to admit it — that’s so wasteful — but none of those art projects ever made it […]
I’ve never been the type of person to comprehend things without feeling or touching them in some way, so even though I learned about communism years ago, I didn’t know what it was really like to live through it. The solution? SightDOING and a Krakow communism tour. I laughed a little when our Trabant pulled up to
“Vodka is good medicine,” Kamila assured me. She was standing in front of the Old Synagogue with a plate of bread and a tea cup of salt in her hands before my Krakow vodka tour. The bread is a symbol of hospitality; the salt, prosperity. In Poland, welcoming with bread and salt is an old tradition,
Let’s clear one thing up: if you ask me my favorite place, I will shoot you a dirty look. It’s an impossible question for someone who loves to travel. Do you want to know my favorite beach or my favorite big city? My favorite American small town or my favorite country to eat? But if there
