After two weeks on the road it was time to take a breather and setup shop in Tunis for a while. Hotel Salambo would become our home, and café (I can’t recall the name), our office. We needed a little…

We spent the last few days making our way back, stopping along the east coast in Mahdia, and then heading inland to see El Jem and the city of Kairouan. El Jem is an ancient Roman coliseum smack dab in the…

November 2010: Since meeting up with Rich, I’ve been in a constant state of laughter. I wake up, look to my left and within seconds, I’m bursting at the seams. I don’t know how, or why, but it never fails.…

When I think of what a trip to the Sahara should look like, my mind automatically conjures up images of rolling dunes, starry nights by campfire, and camels. That isn’t exactly what I received, though. You know the old saying, “What…

If someone asked me what I’ve accomplished in my adult life thus far, I’d be able to riddle off multiple things. I’d probably say something along the lines of, “I’ve worked long hours, spent time in college classrooms, added business…

Leaving Le Kef in the dust, we set out in search of Jugurtha’s Table: a flat-topped mountain west of Kasserine, close to the Algerian border. It was once used my Numidian king Jugurtha (hence the name), during his campaign against…

After breakfast it was time to hit the road again. We continued west to the city of Tabarka. Within minutes of arriving we could tell that there wasn’t much to see or do, so our stay would be brief. Tunisia…

With the car safely in our possession and our anxiety levels in check, it was time to put Rich’s driving skills to the test, and hit the road. While navigating the busy streets of Tunis in a 5-speed sounded mildly…

It’s hard to believe that I’ve already been gone for one month. In some respects time is flying, but in others, not so much; this is both good and bad, depending on how you look at it. Either way, the…

Well, plans have changed, folks!  I’m taking a little detour and heading to Northern Africa for a while. I’m currently in Canakkale waiting to board an overnight bus headed to Istanbul. I will be flying to Tunisia on Wednesday evening…

Now, I know better than to accept rides from strangers — my mom taught me well. I honestly didn’t think the rule applied to thirteen year old boys on Vespa’s, though. Sounds harmless, right? Think again. I was walking around…

Being in Bozcaada is like a dream. It’s warm, sunny, and oh so beautiful. Quaint, charming, sleepy… the list could go on forever. It’s the type of place you want to get lost in – stay awhile. The island itself…

We all need to create the story that will make sense of our lives – to make sense of our daily tasks. Yet each night the doubt returns, never fails – howling through us, an unstoppable force. Without doubt there…

I now know entirely way too much about carpet. Turkish, Iranian, and Afghani carpet, to be exact. I was on a leisurely stroll through the park yesterday morning when I met Jessup and his cousin, Yeleni. They both reside in…