For those of you who don't know us personally, Kathryn and I don't really dress up when we go out to dinner -- or anywhere else, for that matter. We assume that's at least part of the reason why, in the United States, when we show up at a restaurant, we're typically given a table… Continue reading Dining in South America: Would you mind sitting by the window?
Here in Las Vegas, the three of us went out for sushi last night at a Japanese restaurant called Sushi Takashi, located in Chinatown.
We arrived safely in Paris yesterday in the early afternoon. We found the Gare de l'Est train station with no problem, but there were multiple parking garages at the station and it wasn't obvious which one was for returning rental cars. After about fifteen minutes in the wrong garage we found the right one, completed… Continue reading Friday in the City of Lights
When Kathryn and I make our regular road trips to Las Vegas, we typically leave Phoenix after work Friday, in the middle of the afternoon. If all goes well, we arrive in Las Vegas in the early evening. Usually we arrive without any specific plans, and we just sort of wing it. There's no shortage of things to do there, but we often feel like we could have used our arrival evening more wisely. So last week, before leaving Phoenix, I decided to make a dinner reservation for 8:30.