My tour of Creel and environs continued for another hour and included several more rock formations. By now, however, they had lost whatever attraction they might have had earlier; the sun was high in the sky, the temperature had long since become uncomfortably warm, and I was perspiring freely. The van had once been equipped…
Some years back, I took one of the world’s more spectacular train rides – the Mexican train known as El Chepe. It’s operated by the Chihuahua al Pacifico Railroad and runs daily in both directions between Chihuahua and Los Mochis through the incredible Copper Canyon. I had decided to break up my trip with an…
OK, let’s start with a very un-funny joke I heard during my European trip last summer. Q: What do you call someone who speaks three languages? A: Tri-lingual. Q: What do you call someone who speaks two languages? A: Bi-lingual. Q: What do you call someone who speaks one language? A: An American. Probably the…
It was early in 1970 and Frank Fasi had been mayor of Honolulu for about two years when the crisis hit: bus drivers for the privately owned Honolulu Rapid Transit company went out on strike. Public transportation on the Island of Oahu came to a virtual standstill. The shutdown had, in fact, been engineered by…