Author Archives: kirkphillips

Tourist of La Mancha

Along the harbor in Barcelona is a two-hundred-foot monument to Christopher Columbus.  “Why is Columbus so widely celebrated in Spain?” I asked. “He’s from Italy.” “No one is completely sure where he was born,” I was told, which is Spanish … Continue reading

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Test-kit tour of the UK

Once upon a time, I planned a trip to England. Three postponements later, I was finally able to set off. Traveling internationally during a global pandemic required some additional measures. In total, I took three COVID-19 tests—one within three days … Continue reading

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Olympic proportions

Near the west coast of the Olympic Peninsula, four rivers converge to form one. They are the Bogachiel, Calawah, Sol Duc, and Dickey, and, when flowing together, they compose the Quillayute. At the village of La Push, Washington, the Quillayute … Continue reading

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Memories of Africa (Part 3)

In the fall of 2011, my daughter and I traveled to Namibia, Botswana, and Zimbabwe. To read “Memories of Africa (Parts 1 and 2),” please see the previous two posts. The rock that moved The rats in our tree house were … Continue reading

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Memories of Africa (Part 2)

In the fall of 2011, my daughter and I traveled to Namibia, Botswana, and Zimbabwe. To read “Memories of Africa (Part 1 of 3),” please see the previous post. Lion porn The next morning after breakfast at Toshari Lodge, we headed … Continue reading

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Memories of Africa (Part 1)

While my travel plans (and probably yours) have been suspended by the COVID-19 pandemic, I’m sharing an account of a trip I took with my daughter, Allie, in the fall of 2011. The trip was her idea. After teaching high-school … Continue reading

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Going Dutch

On a day I was traveling through the Netherlands by train, I saw thousands of farmers blocking a major road into The Hague with their tractors. Later I learned their caravan was sixty miles long. Many of the farmers waved red, … Continue reading

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