From Sands Grow…Houses?

Clamoring down the 405 freeway northbound out of Los Angeles, I pass the leaden
blanket of marine layer and hot August smog that envelops the L.A. basin on days like this. I am going to Bishop California, and into the gleaming, glacier-polished, granite peaks of the eastern Sierra Nevada.

Trigger Happy in Cambodia

“Holy Shit,” Jill exclaimed with an expression that was somewhere between
horror and exhilaration. The man standing behind her watched nervously,
hoping the kick of the Ak47 wouldn’t cause her to lose control and rip a
fusillade of shells in his direction. The other men looked equally concerned. I
doubt they see many women here.

Monsters and Heraldry In Drumnadrochit Scotland

“Have you seen the monster around here today?” I asked. “You mean the one in the lake; Penny answered.” “Yes, not your husband,” I said. Penny Evans and her husband moved to Drumnadrochit, Scotland last year. “I lived in London all my life. I hated it; we sold our home and moved here. I bought this gift shop, a bungalow, and a house with an acre. Quality of life is so much better here.”

Microvanning Times • How Far Will a Bedford Rascal Go?