Paint, Baling Twine, Talk Radio and Potholes
About 20 kilometers into our nine-day traverse through Sweden I had finally had enough. “Have you ever seen roads like this?” I asked Alison incredulously, “they are so smooth, so […]
Category Archives: Foreign Country
Foreign Country: Blythe, California
I awoke at 4:30 and by 5:00 the rental Nissan was motoring down the sparsely vegetated ribbon of interstate between Palm Springs and Phoenix. I had just weathered two straight […]
Foreign Country: Plano, Texas
It was lunchtime on a sunny summer Friday and I prowled the Dallas suburbs looking for the Next Big Deal. It sounds sexy to be out shopping for a thirty […]
Paul Fredenberg 