Quick quiz:Does the above expression refer toa) a person who paints monkeysb) a person who paints sloppily and with both hands and feetc) a person who insists on being the center of attentiond) a person who likes to paint, and uses monkeys as the subjectC, my friends,...

I could never tire of biking down roads like this one. Tire physically, sure, but tire mentally of having the world so open, so expansive, so cloudy and bluesky and mountains in the distance and fresh air and the hum of the occasional vehicle? Never.I don't believe I...

To travel in New Zealand for any period of time is to get a lecture on possums and rabbits. Possums and rabbits, I tell you. They are the scourge of the country's native wildlife, and no kiwi conversation is complete without a serious talking-to on the ills of...

I am not sure what the people at the airport in Lima believe travelers might have secreted on their person (or in their carry on luggage) between the first time they were xrayed and metal-detected and arriving in the airport for their international connecting flight,...

Last night a friend of mine and I decided to go out for a dinnertime whatsis. I say whatsis because she and I have a long history of never being hungry at the same time, and one often sits and has a snack while the other one eats dinner. And so was last night. And by...

Before I left Chile I did a bangup job of cleaning my apartment. No furniture unmoved, no surface undusted. As I was in the Centropuerto bus ($2 to the airport from Los Heroes metro sortof) I remembered two things that I hadn't done that gave me pause. One of them was...

Today I met someone who was gifted a cow on his 50th birthday because there is a saying in Dutch where if someone asks you how your horses are, you say you'd rather have a cow. And upon having said this, he was taken at his word, and later received a cow. He is Dutch,...

I have never in my life seen so many bunnies in various states of splat in my life. It was a bad day for Flopsy in the Crown Range. Bad news for bunnies, but a beautiful ride for cyclists, and a healing gouge wound on my calf where the chainring and I had a fight on...

Sometimes you may be pedaling (albeit slowly) up the first of what on your altitude map looks like the first of three spires of doom, and you may find that up at the top of King's point/lookout, there is a family from Mumbai, all cameras and laughter and beautiful...

"Got a bit of a southerly," said the man as he prepared my fish and egg pizza.I wish I were joking about either of these things, either the headwind I have doggedly pedalled into for the last two days, or the pizza, which I finally finished after two days of eating...