Simply Messing About in Boats
The first day of Ephemerisle, inevitably, is a disaster. Upwards of 30 houseboats, mostly driven by untrained landlubbers like myself, trying to converge and dock in a windy section of […]
The Land of the Weird and the Home of the Brave
I should clarify, right up front, that (to some, limited, easily rationalize extent) these are my peeps. These are the geeks, the nerds, the folks who didn’t quite fit in […]
The Right Kind of Regret
One of the gifts of age is to know when you’re going to regret something the next day. Another gift is the recognition that there are different forms of regret, […]
Don’t Ever Change
Thirty years ago – has it really been thirty years?!? – I learned a secret: everybody wanted to be the last person to move to Seattle. I remember how dubious […]
On a Day Like This
My memory and I have always been amiable, if fickle, companions, and on a fledgling summer Saturday like this, it is quick to remind me of boyhood adventures that may […]
Chasing Hemingway’s Ghost
A small portrait of Hemingway, printed on handmade paper, scowls down at me from the wall above my office desk. Or maybe it’s not a scowl – maybe it’s just […]
On a Morning From a Bogart Movie
The sky finally opened up our last day in Havana, quenching – at least briefly – the withering heat that had been one of the few constants of this trip. […]
Trinidad
Trinidad, on the south central coast of Cuba, reminds me of one of those Greek Islands frequented by massive cruise ships: charming antiquity engulfed daily by waves of camera toting […]
Overland
Eastbound along the narrow spine of the country on the national highway. We’re headed to Trinidad, a day late because, as I understand it, our reservations were co-opted by another […]
The Havana Haiku Club
First the embargo Then you hail my cab and bail Damned Americans It’s somewhere after midnight, and the third meeting of the Havana Haiku Club is in full swing out […]
David Pablo Cohn 