Greetings from Kabul, dusty but determined capital of the country everyone has an opinion about: Afghanistan. For the second time in my life, I've arrived in Kabul. No longer confused or intimidated with how things look or work (or don't work), being back in this magic town is like starting your...
The tall blonde blue-suited airport security worker keeps looking down at his screen and up at my face in suspicion, "So you work for who?" I try to explain my different jobs as a citizen journalist, but he only seems to listen to half of what I say. From...
Part of coming to Portugal and visiting my grandparents means taking them to a supermarket. With my help they can pick up all the supplies they need to last them a month or more, that way they don't have to ask help from friends or neighbors. Living in a tiny...
I often listen to my own podcast. Might sound strange, but one of my rituals, besides losing most of my nights sleep preparing a podcast, is to listen to it the next day as I ride my bike through town. I listen to try and hear what...
In his quest to wash dishes in all 50 states, Pete Jordan was seeking freedom, adventure, free food and whatever peaked his interest. Many of his objectives have to do with the very human desire to find some form of freedom within a structured work place. In...
