Gelato in Jerusalem
“Ooh,” Zac says. “Now I need to make a decision. Waffle or gelato. Waffle or gelato?” “No, you don’t,” I say. “This place does both!”...
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Is This Personal Ad Prostitute-y, Or Is It Me?
I’m a huge fan of personal ads, particularly in print. Actually, I love small ads of any kind: I spent a very happy half-hour perusing...
French Conversation
The resort beach at the far end of town has some rather fine windsurfing on offer, and I figured that, with the water relatively warm...
Egypt?! What Was I THINKING?!
I was less than sanguine about returning to Dahab. Sure, I love Dahab. And as a quiet, beautiful, cost-effective place in which to work with...
Dear Reader, I Am Extremely Out of Practice
A spectacularly family-unfriendly post, I’m afraid, dear readers: here’s one on a Chinese supermarket and another on a very bad road in Indonesia. Younger readers,...
Coming to Terms with Facial Scarring in Beirut
Even by my standards, this post is not very family-friendly. You might want to try this one instead. Younger readers: this is going to be...
I F*cking Love Beirut
As a child of the 70s, who grew up in the 80s, Beirut has all the magical allure of the forbidden that China did. And,...
Siwa: A Wild West Town in Egypt
There is something about the desert that sends folk stir crazy, and Siwa, a Wild West town in Egypt’s Western Desert, is about as crazy...
Voices from Post-Revolutionary Egypt 6: The Taxi Driver
We screech to a halt in heavy traffic – a car has accelerated across our path. A overtakes the other driver, blocks him in, and...
Voices from Post-Revolutionary Egypt 5: The Businessman
A round, amiable man, J is in his 40s, and runs a business in Dahab, Sinai. He has a small son who lives with his...