Riga Through A Hailstorm: On The Reporter’s Red-Eye Life

Thursday, 16 July It’s the first time I’ve heard an entire airplane applaud a safe landing, and I’m sure I didn’t sleep through any turbulence. After an early flight out of Edinburgh and over five hours in London’s wifi-less Luton Airport, what I’m convinced is hell’s mop closet, I’m safely in Riga, Latvia, ready toContinue reading “Riga Through A Hailstorm: On The Reporter’s Red-Eye Life”

Every Starbucks in Edinburgh (A Celestial Cartography)

I should start by apologizing to my friend and frequent traveling partner, Steve Coffed.  I used to give him grief every time he suggested going into a Starbucks, anywhere in the world.  The coffee, I said, is inconsistent from city to city – and nothing to write home about even at its best.  The atmosphereContinue reading “Every Starbucks in Edinburgh (A Celestial Cartography)”