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The first shark fin broke the surface minutes after I’d launched my kayak from the sand, and was soon joined by another. By the end of an hour’s paddle down the shore I must have counted 35 of the disquieting triangles.…
Posted on August 29, 2011 at 6:30pm

In Shanghai recently, I discovered the true meaning of speed. And no, it wasn't the rate at which xiao long bao disappeared from my plate or money was coaxed from my Expo-fueled wallet. It happened when I came face to face with an old love: Trains…
ContinuePosted on October 31, 2010 at 3:00am — 3 Comments

It’s dawn, and on a lake as flat as a mirror, the mist swirls and rises. It's so quiet you can almost hear the last of the night's stars winking out, or the sun's first light tickling the trees. Maybe a fish splashes somewhere, or a loon's haunting call wafts across the water.…
ContinuePosted on October 10, 2010 at 1:05pm — 2 Comments
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