Stories from travels in

USA

Moving to Madtown?

One of the last questions I ask myself as I pack my bags and get ready to move on is whether or not I could

Frank Lloyd Wright in Milwaukee

When I get something in my head, I’m like a chicken with a speck of blood. I start to fixate. I have even been known

Mistaken identity

On occasion my own stupidity astonishes me. I’m gullible. There are times I find it hard to distinguish between fact and fiction. And sometimes I just get

We planned, Wisconsin laughed

I was excited. Very excited. The day was planned. A lunchtime catch-up with a cousin I’d not seen in years in Wisconsin Dells, followed by

Glarus, WI

In Wisconsin recently, I had cause to give the descriptive ‘new’ some thought. I knew that New Jersey was named after the Channel Island of Jersey and had

What I miss most…

Ireland, Hungary, and the USA are three countries where I feel local, places I’ve lived for long periods. I still feel Irish and don’t lay

Balls and broomsticks

When I think of Cambridge, I think of earnest young brains who are preparing themselves to lead the world in their various fields and fancies.

Brains, butts, and boats

People wonder why so many smart people come out of Harvard. It’s not rocket science, says Edward de Bono, it’s because so many smart people

Tea parties and hookers

I’ve been to Boston a few times but I must have spent most of that time hanging out in pubs, as I have little recollection

Salem, MA: Of witches and wizards

There was a stage in my life when I would drive the length and breadth of Ireland to see a fortune teller. I was fascinated,