humor
Between language barriers, culture wars, and strange people at the airport, your trip is bound to be rife with laughter.
Round Trip
DAY 1 4:25 PM – I am eating the second half of a poorly assembled Turkey Bacon Wrap I purchased at Walmart earlier that day in the back of Cody’s car on the way to the airport, contemplating chronologically capturing the events of my trip… I let the idea go…
By Bryan Powell5 years ago in Wander
How to Conquer a Nation
First things first, this is a true history, and as such, it should be among those highest esteemed, and I even conjecture that at a future point in time, it will be bestowed with a legendary viewing; what’s more, I assure the reader, that there is nothing phony-baloney about what is written here and if one wishes to become a Knight or King or even an Emperor, someday, he will heed the instructions carefully concealed within this account, before embarking on any such quest fraught with peril.
By Delusions of Grandeur 5 years ago in Wander
My Love (And Hate) Letter to London Underground
Growing up in the far-flung depths of North London – so far-flung that residents argued if they were actually in London at all – I am well accustomed to using London Underground, where trains rush back and forth through the venous tunnels of the city.
By Jamie Jackson6 years ago in Wander
In Nomine Patris et Filii Spiritus Sanctus Ignis
Listen, we’ve ALL done things that we are not proud of. Things that were completely out of our control. The Fates, Gods, and Destiny hae already predetermined you to fuck up certain situations and there’s nothing you can do about it.
By Mae McCreery6 years ago in Wander
How to Buy A Stamp in Rome
Upon entering the post office on Via Marsala near Termini Station, I see that I have to take a ticket number printed out by a large yellow machine. I need to pick from one of three types: A, E, or P. I smile coyly at an elderly gentleman, and say, “Non capisco come farlo,” I don’t know how to do it. Without moving an extra molecule of muscle besides what’s essential to speak, he says in perfect monotone, “Prendi un numero.” Take a number.
By Terianne Falcone6 years ago in Wander
Northbridge
By day, an empty hub of Cafe's, Restaurants and Bars that can somehow afford to operate in the daytime. Urban Clothing boutiques that fall as quickly as they rise, The hustling vibe of the next door Techinical College TAFE that the uni kids mock but end up being more employable then them and with a quater of the debt. The state Library that only foreign students, immigrants and old people use as an actual library while the rest just use as a shortcut to the train station and to town. the road and pressed cobblestones that get harder as opposed to weaker over time and a long road of parked cars that people use erely as free parking because of option A; note enough parking in the middle of the city or B; too cheap to pay $4 hour parking.
By Michael Guerrini6 years ago in Wander
