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Cryo-Sauna Spring Fix

Somewhere between the cold sauna and a snowy winter, I found the way to fix the aging process. Or at least thats what my two friends from Belarus and Siberia told me it would do ;) Hot sauna and bikram is so last year, this season I will define myself by regenerating young tissue in the cold. It has become popular through out Europe and is now entering North America for the first time. Anyone looking for a sweatless, painless…

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Teatro Ruderi

It feels as old as it looks when your voice echoes through the mountainside and the inside of the walls of the amphitheater near the church ruins.  Walking through it, my guide described events held here during the summer; music, plays and festivals.  I appreciate the theater because of its simplicity, natural acoustics in this panoramic  backdrop of mountains, valleys and Tyrrhenian blue sea. From there it was an easy walk to the first church.  It is still under reconstruction,…

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Prague hlavni-nadrazi

Train station Praha.  If London was a little like falling down the rabbit hole, and Paris was my looking glass, then this would be my first conversation with the Cheshire cat. Stepping off the train onto the outside platform was all hustle and bustle inside the red garish fixtures under fluorescent lighting reflected even the echoes of unfamiliarity in the language over the intercom. This video starts there… No matter how prepared I could have been, nothing could have prepared…

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Death Train

Outside of Metz, the train stopped, waiting on another Engine.  I was captivated by the other passengers, though the French was too fast to understand and the German incomprehensible.  The train to Frankfurt would be delayed for hours.  It gave me plenty of time to watch the social games without the benefit of understanding the particularities of the conversation. Much like a game I used to play with a fiance a long ago, watching other diners in a restaurant from…

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Hotel Baby

Stepping outside the train station at Paris Nord, brightly coloured pedestrians wore eclectic mixtures of textures and styles from business boutique to shabby chic pseudo-lingerie. My cab chauffeur spoke no English. I tried my best with my academic high school and college French. It worked to some degree, along with my preplanned hand written address and map. We found the Hotel Baby with relative ease. It cost a tenth of the London taxi and offered me my first peek into…

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Cleveland goodbye

Sometimes when facing the unknown, it’s best to start out with a bad hangover. That’s not a rule I live by, but rather a situation I’ve found myself in many times before. My first flight overseas was on the tails of a party night out. Cleveland was good to us. No fights, no lost wallets, no tears. We made it back to the hotel in one piece with an extra 6-pack of beers we never drank since we all passed…

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