Paris: Midnights, Mornings, and Afternoons
When I flew into Orly-Sud Airport, it was close to sunset. In almost an annoyingly picturesque way, the sky was locked in a pink sunset....
Dear Amsterdam: A Love Letter to the City that Almost Broke Me
Dear Amsterdam, I don’t like putting blame on others for my shortcomings — much less putting the blame on entire cities. But, Amsterdam,...
Barcelona: Rooftops and Light
My first excursion outside of Scotland began before sunrise. I awoke at 3 o’clock in the morning to go to Barcelona (in the middle of a...
First Impressions of a City: Edinburgh
Traveling with a sense of permanence makes the act of exploration very different. Having the luxury of time in the city motivates you to...
Preface: Aromas and Airports
The smell of an airport has always excited me. It's a synthetic smell, man-made. It is not an aroma that candles would be dedicated to....
