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A Sampling of Published Travel Articles
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Springtime on Crete: In Springtime, Crete's legendary sun, sand and the sparkling blue Aegean waters take backstage to another, older Crete. In the island's lushly green and mountainous interior, the olive harvest is underway and festivals abound in villages that can trace their roots to the dawn of recorded history.
Marvelous Miami: The first thing most visitors notice about Miami is its beauty. From the gleaming waterfront towers of chrome and glass that rise above the turquoise waters of Biscayne Bay, to the multi-colored pastel buildings of the Art Deco district, Miami is a treat for the eyes. The second thing visitors notice is the city’s rhythm. . .it’s beat . . .
Along Maryland's Eastern Shore: Crab is king along the Chesapeake, and the eating of crab is an art form practiced enthusiastically by locals and visitors alike. The crabs arrive at the table stacked by the dozen on large trays, accompanied by pitchers of ice cold beer. The tools of the trade are bare hands, a serrated knife and a little wooden mallet for getting the sweet meat out of the harder parts. There's also a big roll of paper towels to help with the clean-up afterwards. . .
Naturally Newfoundland: In the outport of Salvage, an early-morning fog drifts over the harbor as two men descend a ladder into a sixteen foot open boat. They are heading out to set their cod nets in small coves along the spectacular cliffs of the coast. Their outboard motor and bright orange rubber gloves are modern, but in their quiet words there are traces of Elizabethan English that have not been spoken anywhere else in the world in over a hundred years . . .
Cape Cod Reverie: Provincetown, or P–town as the locals call it, has become a summer getaway spot for Boston's artistic community. P-town's narrow twisting streets are a maze of gift shops, funky bistros, and small restaurants with an international flair. There is a lively, almost carnival–like atmosphere here that only increases after the sun goes down. . .
Nova Scotia Ramble: The road to Indian Point begins near Keddy's Landing and winds for five miles along the shoreline. It traces the edge of small coves and inlets that shelter brightly painted fishing boats and passes groups of carefully tended houses, leading through land that is tranquil and lush, where rich green farms and deeply wooded areas roll gently down to the blue, island studded waters of Mahone Bay . . .
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