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Month: February 2018

Eurocamping, a lesson in complexity

I had no idea what to expect from European camping. Years before, I’d seen campgrounds next to the Mosel near Trier and Koblenz where campers, tents, and RVs stood in tidy, crowded rows along the riverbank. It never looked very inviting to me. I was a backpacker. I’d slept out…

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Let me tell you a story of a dark and snowy night

One winter when I was about 20, I lived at the corner of 43rd and Warwick in a bare-bulb apartment with two other guys. The 1983 Chevette was on the fritz again (fuel pump or something). I had walked a mile and some to work and back that day, and…

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