Ocean

Who would have thought, ten years back, that Facebook would be where it is today? And, conversely, didn’t it seem, ten years back, that holi...

Tuesday. Minutes before the flight from Paris to Chicago is to take off, my daughter and I are cleared for boarding. We shelve our Plan B of...

Monday. It’s a dark world out there, at 6 in the morning. Or is it? More like white. It’s snowing. I call Air France a minute after their of...

On a trip that was to have only one RER train journey from the airport into Paris proper, so far, we're into our sixth. It's earl...

People will say – if you have to get stuck somewhere, you could only wish that it would be in Paris. I’ll offer a counter to that: if you ...

Saturday morning. We step out onto Charlottenstrasse in Berlin and we are dazzled by the bright light. We haven’t seen much of the sun these...

I'm crossing the ocean today (weather permitting) and so a post collecting thoughts from the last stages of fighting snowstorms in Europ...

I look outside at the street. The snow of this never ending European winter storm continues to fall. Not in large amounts, but steadily, wit...