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I got them new-car hankerin’ blues

June 10, 2016 by Dave Knadler

I’m getting ready to hit the road. It’s mid-June in Florida, which means it’s time to decamp to a cooler clime. Since airfares back to the homeland are north of $900, this year I’ll be driving. I just hope the car is up to it. We have two cars: one 16 years old, the other 10. They’re both roadworthy, but they’re also both old enough that I […]

Filed Under: road trip, travel

Maybe you should drive

February 24, 2015 by Dave Knadler

usairways sucks+

I hate flying. I hate the airline industry. I specifically hate USAirways. I don’t hate the employees of USAirways, just the company itself. It is the epitome of all that has gone wrong with American capitalism. It is a company that systematically degrades the quality of its product while constantly increasing the cost for it. It is a company that treats customers the same way it treats […]

Filed Under: american life, travel

Nothing like Paris

October 22, 2014 by Dave Knadler

A mile or so up the Champs-Élysées and I’m the only one in sensible shoes. This is Paris. I’m an aging American tourist and can’t stop trying hard not to seem like one. But it’s a vain effort. People on the street seem younger than before. They are still svelte as weasels and still favor tight black apparel. They come in a variety of ethnicities. They wear […]

Filed Under: france, travel

Autumn elsewhere

October 7, 2014 by Dave Knadler

So long. Farewell. Auf wiedersehen, adieu. Also, arrivederci. The brunette and I are off to the continent. First to a little town in Italy, and then to a big town in France. We’re calling it a 15th anniversary trip, even though it coincides with a niece’s wedding in Santa Margherita Ligure and some work-related stuff in Paris. They say both are lovely this time of year. But […]

Filed Under: Me, travel

Our overnight anniversary in Savannah

October 25, 2011 by Dave Knadler

For our 12th anniversary, the brunette and I drove up to Savannah. We stayed at the Olde Harbour Inn (you know it’s old because of the “e” at the end), dined at the Jazz’d Tapas Bar and had lunch the next day at The Crab Shack out on Tybee Island. It was one of those rare excursions where everything went perfectly. I guess we’ll have to do […]

Filed Under: Other Stuff, travel, vacation

An expedition to the mountains

August 26, 2011 by Dave Knadler

You might think I’m just screwing around in Montana, but actually I’m conducting important research. Today, for example, my brother Joe and I hiked up to Jewel Basin because we’d heard there was still enough snow up there to close some trails. As a result of our investigations, I can report that that the snow thing is untrue. Yes, there’s an unusual amount of it remaining for […]

Filed Under: montana, Other Stuff, travel

I remain on summer vacation

August 18, 2011 by Dave Knadler

People often ask me: How does one go on vacation when one doesn’t really have a job? It’s easy, really. You do it on the cheap. You stay with your brother and borrow his car, and occasionally allow him to buy you lunch at Subway. You don’t feel too bad about it, because you tell yourself you’d be just as generous were the roles reversed. Anyway, I’m […]

Filed Under: Other Stuff, travel, vacation

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