California Burn

Before the airplane had even touched tarmac, I knew I was going to be in trouble. The famed Los Angeles sun was boiling, high and unavoidable, in the middle of a too-clear sky and the gentle hiss of rubber melting off the wheels as they met steaming black concrete was enough to set my teeth on edge. I should have guessed that the 50-60 degree Farenheit forecast was a bit too optimistic -- not to

No Sand in my Shoes: Travels in NYC

New York City: swirling, kaleidoscopic entertainment central of North America, shopping Mecca of the common masses; food heaven for those with an unquenchably diverse palate; the city that never sleeps. How could it possibly doze beneath the eternal glare of Times Square, the constant grumbling of stopped-up traffic and cursing cab drivers? The city’s clogged arteries chug, fueled by