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Gently her hands circled my breasts before moving down my rib cage, then up my back and front in a seemingly unbroken motion of discovery....

. . .Just kicking down the cobble stones Looking for fun and feelin' groovy. . . -- 59th Street Bridge Song We set out on foot –...

Seeing the bomb sniffing dog coming out of the Egypt Airlines plane we were about to board in Athens Sunday bound for Cairo , turned my kn...

We didn’t sleep in tents. Nor did we burn camel dung to stay warm at night. Camels are a reason to visit the Middle East and North Afric...

Timing is everything when you travel. And those who travel know it. Arriving on the one day each week a recommended restaurant is closed o...