Get
Out of the Country!
Sweden:
I felt as if my boyfriend and I were opting for the safest
destination imaginable. I feared
it would be like Wisconsin, only illegible. But I had forgotten
about the power of mirror-image ordinariness to enrich experience.
by John Eklund
Letter
from the Arctic: the Shit Scene
There
are two stories I can tell about the Arctic. One includes
shootings and snow machines, seal meat and shitting out in
the open. The other is about space, light and a very large,
embracing loneliness. I’ll tell about the snow machines
and poop. by Neil Shea
Lost
in the Heartland
A notebook
in five sections
A
traveling book salesman explores the secret life of the Midwest.
Here is what he saw, heard, found and feared.
by
John Eklund
Frank
Lloyd Wright and the toffee-colored concrete
following a great man's ghost into the desert
"Frank
Lloyd Wright’s ghost plopped down heavily beside me
on the concrete wall. The desert morning was cool. Sunlight
melted shadows on the courtyard before us. The day was shaping
up beautifully, but the phantom of America’s most famous
architect was glum." by Neil Shea
Spy
in the airport
What to do on a really long layover? Our writer gathers intelligence
on brown skin, fake breasts, the war in Iraq and his own connection
to Strom Thurmond.
by
Devdas Kumar
Real
Vikings wear Spandex
Thirteen days through Iceland, wetly: the diaries
of a solo cyclist. by Chris Langlois
Kazakhstan's
Green Bazaar
Where life returns to architecture and shopping
Attending the Green Bazaar in Almaty, Kazakhstan,
is not a spectator sport. It is an assault on the senses and
a test of reasoning, logic, debate and arithmetic. by
Algis Kalvaitis
Prelude
to Kazakhstan
Notes from the field
Outside, in the courtyard of our Soviet style apartment
block two guys swear at each other in Russian, which will
probably be followed by reprimands from the neighbors, more
swearing and some angry driving. Hopefully, no shooting.
by
Algis Kalvaitis
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