What is “The Essential Guide to a Life of Travel”? First, let me explain what it is not: • It is not about how to travel on a shoestring. While I discuss costs and fees, the guide does not focus on the finance of travel.
• It is not about trips or tours, such as what you find in a travel agency book.
• It is not about travel in the United States. Rather, “The Essential Guide of a Life of Travel” attempts to provide everything you need to know to travel abroad, out
I confess. When I was invited to visit The American University at Kosovo, I had to find it on the European map. I knew little to nothing about the country. I seemed to recall that Kosovo was war torn in recent history. Clearly, it was imperative that I learn more about this tiny country with a population of just two million. Kosovo is a disputed territory and partially recognized state in Southeast Europe. It declared independence from Serbia in February 2008 as the Repu
After visiting 10 countries in 10 months of solo traveling in Europe, I arrived back in St. Petersburg, Florida, in late October of 2016, and was reminded of the beauty of his peninsula city, bordered with the Gulf of Mexico and Tampa Bay. I spent a Saturday walking along the upscale Beach Boulevard, lined with cool restaurants and shops. It's where the "swells" hang out. I also walked to the Saturday Morning Market and listened to great live music, tasted the fantastic culi
What a treat! Barga,located in the Sechio Valley, is a calm, peaceful community, full of alluring sights, scenes and very pleasant locals. A simple forty-minute train ride from Lucca to this sweet little, virtually untouched, city of 10,000 residents; then a leisurely hour walk, four kilometers, up the hill to Barga proper, past impressive private homes, all behind ornate walls and fences. Nearly every gate was adorned with a sign saying "beware of the dog," but, happily, o
I somehow accessed an informative article on the internet about travelling the northern coast of Spain, by train, by the FEVE train, actually. This is a trip my physician back in the States raved about, although he drove a car and made no mention of any train. He insisted I explore the magnificant northern coast with cliffs, mountains, countryside, beaches, goats, cows, steer, farm houses, touristy cities, little known villages, and lovely, picturesque hamlets. My British f
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