My first real job after college was Assistant to the Editor of The Hartford Agent, a monthly magazine published by the Hartford Insurance Group for independent agents around the country who were selling the Hartford’s insurance products. The Hartford Insurance Groups home office in Hartford, Connecticut. But there was a downside. There were rules and…
It occurred to me the other day that I may have developed a habit in the way I travel when out of this country. Could it be possible that without realizing it, my instinct is to re-visit places where I‘ve already been rather than risk possible disappointment by trying out new ones? It’s quite true…
Railroads have to cross rivers and that means bridges. There’s something unique about many of those bridges, although the problem from the rail passengers point of view is that you’re on it, then across it, before you know it. Here are photos taken from of a few of the many bridges I have crossed while…
Many years ago, a friend of mine from Honolulu—a tall, strikingly handsome Hawaiian man in his 50s—was vacationing in London. At my urging, Abe had booked a first class compartment on arguably the world’s most famous luxury train, the Simplon Orient Express, which would take him from London overnight to Venice. At breakfast in his…