If crowds of tourists snapping a phone-pic of the Mona Lisa send you screaming for the exits, you are my kind of tourist. I had the good fortune to see the Mona Lisa in the 1970s. She wasn’t even behind plexiglass. My friend and I walked right up to her, admired Leonardo’s brushstrokes, concluded that …
Julian and I try to find slow ways to travel even when we’re visiting touristy places. One of the ways we slow travel down is literally, by walking. Last year we walked from one “white village” to another in Andalusia, Spain. I loved both the walking and the white villages, but I felt that I …