"Do you know where I can buy some pot?" Was the first thing I heard stepping off my train in Naples' Central Station.
The disheveled traveler from whom the query originated was smart enough not to ask me, skipping right to the local standing next to me. The local shrugged, probably because he didn't speak any English and we three stra…
Welcome to the site. This thing is very much a work in progress. I'll be posting more and more stuff from my most recent excursion (a few entries are already up - over on the right, along with some pictures), and then working backward, over the next few weeks/months. My trip started in the United States about 3 years ago. It's still going. So, thanks in advance to STA for all the bandwidth I'm going to soak up.
"Do you know where I can buy some pot?" Was the first thing I heard stepping off my train in Naples' Central Station.
The disheveled traveler from whom the query originated was smart enough…
I probably looked like a lunatic. The large tent that I was staying in sat raised on a base of cement blocks that I was furiously molesting with the end of a 3 foot stick. It was 4 o'clock i…
