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Primal Wilderness Rambling From California

On January 24th of 1848, a foreman named James Marshall was working on a sawmill along the American River, which flows across northern California. When he looked down at the streambed, a glint caught his eye, so he reached into the water and picked up gold. His discovery would change California and the United States forever. The Gold Rush would draw people from around the world: speculators, prospectors, gamblers, barkeeps, merchants and even prostitutes. It would intensify the slaughter of N...

Easter Is Heterosexual Pride Day

Yesterday, I saw a woman having sex with a jaguar. The beauty lay on her back with legs widespread, as his beastly haunches thrust and recoiled like the machinery on a steam locomotive. Both seemed totally in the moment. Yet there was an eternal element, as he planted seed deep into the moist furrow of her overgrown South pasture. This beastiality was a sacred procreative act. This booty-call was a stone Olmec sculpture.

I was standing in San Lorenzo, Mexico, where once stood the first city of...

Why Easter Is Heterosexual Pride Day

Yesterday, I saw a woman having sex with a jaguar. The beauty lay on her back with legs widespread, as his beastly haunches thrust and recoiled like the machinery on a steam locomotive. Both seemed totally in the moment. Yet there was an eternal element, as he planted seed deep into the moist furrow of her overgrown South pasture. This beastiality was a sacred procreative act. This booty-call was a stone Olmec sculpture.

I was standing in San Lorenzo, Mexico, where once stood the first city of...

Wandering Mystic Meditation From Travel University

Before long, my daughter will be able to buy a drink in a bar with her real driver's license. (Yes Lauren, I did know about that other one.) During her teenage years, Lauren and I would reminisce over cups of coffee every April 16th. We marked another year by talking about our past trips and future travel dreams. Flipping through our photos, Lauren would laugh at her consistently inconsistent hairstyles, while I laughed off my consistently receding hairline.

My youthful adventur...

Twisted Vagabondage Tale From Cuba

Sex, drugs and rock-n-roll in Cuba - let's start with the drugs part. I boarded a plane from Mexico City to Havana at around 8 am. The socially-acceptable drug at that hour is coffee: a custom I only break if I've been drinking the night before and actually got to bed (or passed out) early enough to wake up and still call it morning. Then I usually have the common Mexican hangover remedy of a couple cold cervezas with some hot spicy soup. Forget about Tylenol kids. This is just as effect...

Road Babe Dispatch From Thailand Part II

One Thailand memory I cherish took place at a home with about ten people sitting around outside. Friends, children, parents and grandparents gathered for a morning meal. Eager to show hospitality, they invited us to eat, excitedly shoving sticky rice, raw pork fat dipped in chili sauce and bottles of beer into our hands. Even though it was 8:15 am, we sat down and ate up. They were curious about us, asking where we were from and urging us to eat until full. A genuine...

Road Babe Dispatch From Thailand Part I

Shortly after arriving in Thailand, I discovered a portal to a forgotten world. I was offered a brief but illuminating glimpse of life in the village of Ta Ma Fai Wan. My travel companion Melanie and I spent one week in the mountains of Chiayaphum, at a small place called Ban Sai Roong (the rainbow community). We learned the ropes of village life, taught English to children in a Buddhist temple, constructed a wall from mud, and became part of an amazing group of peopl...

Primal Wilderness Rambling From Kasubi Rwanda

It was nearing sunset. We had been paddling on and off for two hours without yet reaching our destination, which was one of the many remote islands that looked deceptively close ahead. Without food, water, or a flashlight in the canoe, we were out on Lake Kivu in the middle of nowhere when we noticed the time. Our colleagues Stefani and Apollo were expecting us for dinner at any minute.

We were a group of American students studying in Rwanda. Fortunate souls, we spent the weekend in Kasubi, al...

Spending Mexican Days With Tony Cohan

Would you prefer to wander around Mexico with a horny drunken clown or a literary cosmopolitan? Would you prefer to meet narcos and hookers or journalists and artists? If the former appeals, my book Fresh Wind & Strange Fire will be out soon. If the latter entices, you need not wait. Tony Cohan's book Mexican Days is kind of like my work - but with some class.

Exhibiting a large vocabulary rather than a huge phallus, Tony treks a route similar to mine, including Mexico City, Tlac...

Smooth Getaway Postcard From Lisbon Portugal

Known widely for its love of meat and especially fish, Lisbon is not exactly a dream destination for the vegetarian or vegan traveler. Despite that, the city is absolutely wonderful, with agreeable weather, inspiring architecture, and lovely people. If you know where to go, Lisbon can actually be quite a paradise for vegan taste buds. Without claiming to be the ultimate guide to vegetarian dining in Portugal's capital, let me provide some useful information.

Vegetarian dishes can be difficult...