Tag Archives: London

The Luxury Orbit

13th
Feb. × ’10
The hotel I stayed at in London aims for the opulent.  Marble is its material of choice. It bases its décor off of nearby Marble Arch, a hulking bastion of European aristocracy that still stiffens its shoulders with self-importance across the street from Starbucks and mega department stores and London’s bleached blonde teenagers in Ugg [...]
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Travel Whisky

5th
Feb. × ’10
So much travel fare seems to treat travel as the concrete experience of places, people, events.  Go here, do that, eat this.  Top 10! How to!  Where, when, why: timetables, addresses, translations, names.  You will taste vinegar and you will see red phone booths and you will experience the gray established oldness of Europe.  Satisfied, [...]
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The Opposing Tendencies of Departure And Arrival

27th
Jan. × ’10
Missing Everything It is Tuesday afternoon and I’m ten minutes away from grabbing my toothbrush, replacing contacts with glasses, double checking the ol’ passport and heading out the door. And of course, what starts to creep up?  That missing feeling.  I start missing everything under the sun.  First the obvious – Jorge, the dog, my dad, the [...]
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London Bound

24th
Jan. × ’10
Preparing for a trip is of a whole different order than actually going on it.  Preparing is nothing but feverish excitement and frenetic bouncy-ball skips from one possibility to the next.  In the trip-planning stage you move at ultra cyber-speed eating organic eggs and checking out vintage petticoats and petting urban goats and eating chicken [...]
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