The case for traveling for one thing and one thing only An old lady and a dog, a businessman with a briefcase around his chest, and a mother with her son walk into a bar. This is not the set-up to an epic joke, just some observations I made while in the Café Bar Bilbao for breakfast. It’s one of the most popular local bars in the city. Each of those characters was greeted warmly by the waitstaff and pointed to a table full of carefully selected food. Their order. Likely the order that they’ve asked for years. I envision ...
Ever flown in a hot air balloon? I hadn’t until a few days ago. I can only describe it as extremely practical and incredible. Practible? Incredactical? Seriously, take a look at this footage. It’s the feeling of floating effortlessly in the sky, the rhythmic throttle of hot flames slightly heating the back of your neck and pulsating in your ears. It’s the intermittent calm when the throttle is let up and an abrupt return to a hot neck and buzzing ears. But it’s also the understanding that you’re basically in a wicker basket propelled by tightly woven nylon and fire ...