e Me and Tybee I don’t know if it’s the best place to fish on Tybee, but the best place to be seen fishing on Tybee is the Pier. The Tybee Pier and Tybrisa Pavilion II, formally. No one here is formal. They’re fishing or talking about it. Sheepshead, drum, sharpnose shark. From a…… Continue reading Me and Tybee
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I Know a Place: On Being There in Fiction
You need travel scoop, I’m your guy. Like if you’re in Paris and want to buy a roast chicken, you go to Rue Daguerre. Your average passer-through wouldn’t head as far south as Montparnasse. If most people lay eyes on Rive Gauche at all, it’s from a bateau mouche or a stop at the Musée…… Continue reading I Know a Place: On Being There in Fiction
Paris Always Wins: Behind “The Montparnasse Moon Shot”
Bob’s Spot in Paris There is a particular spot in Paris I go whenever there. It’s on the west tip of Île Saint-Louis, a prow of a park cutting the Seine into gauche and droit channels. The park is hardly a secret. Thousands of bateaux passengers cruise past it, thousands more stroll the river walks…… Continue reading Paris Always Wins: Behind “The Montparnasse Moon Shot”
Mangeot Not of the Guanacaste, 2018
A Disclaimer: Mangeot of the Nordlands is my floppy-hat wearing, perma-addled, globe-trekking alter ego. His is a thirst for the strange marrow of new lands and their cocktails. He is well-meaning and gets to live my best life. 22 September We make the Ninth Parallel at Costa Rica. It is the rainy season, and by…… Continue reading Mangeot Not of the Guanacaste, 2018