Had you told me just two weeks ago that I’d soon be giving up my black 64 GB iPad 3, I would have called you crazy. It wasn’t that long ago, after all, that I was doing everything in my power to ditch laptops and work exclusively from...
I have no time for or interest in pro (or even college) sports. Give me, instead, small town high school football. I love the volunteer labor force: the eager ticket takers, the friendly concession stand workers, the local cops with their guns on...
Yesterday, I asked my iPhone: “Where is the closest pizza restaurant?” (It’s a conversation we have often.) As I spoke my question aloud, my words appeared on-screen in near real-time. By the time I got out “Where is the...
Dan Buettner’s been studying the residents of Ikaria, who stay sharp and sexually active into their nineties and beyond. His conclusions: The $70 billion diet industry and $20 billion health-club industry … persuade us that if we eat the right...
Given that we were staying at the LeBua in Bangkok, it seemed a shame not to snag a seat at Sirocco — the swanky open-air restaurant on the 63rd floor of the hotel. After all, how often do you get a chance to eat at one of Conde Nast...
After 22 hours dangling at 33,000 feet (which is no great achievement, really, especially compared to what Felix Baumgartner managed just yesterday), we arrived home yesterday afternoon around 2 PM. One of my favorite things about travel? Seeing...
Lopburi is a small town north of Bangkok that looks to be about the size of my own hometown of Anniston, Alabama. Downtown, the main road splits in two, circling a grassy square. There, you’ll find three things: temple ruins (more than...
