Clay Russell – Page 19 – On interesting people, places, food and things

Aboard the TGV to Paris I could exhale a little. After the morning’s frenzy and the schlepping of my five bags onto the…

The time came for me to go home. After 85 nights in the so-called Yellow Apartment that I had found on Roomorama I…

There is a French institution called the bar tabac. It exists in the smallest villages, such as Fitou, and the largest cities, such…

It was the spring of 1996 and I was selling men’s shoes at Saks Fifth Avenue in Chicago. The suit department was next…

When I was a little boy in Houston a cat and a dog lived with us. Lickie the cat was jet black and…

I went for a walk yesterday. It was raining a little and the sky was grey and low. A snail was making its…

The first time I traveled overseas was the summer of 1973. I was eleven, and my grandmother took my mother and me to…

(CAUTION: Contains graphic language.) Barcelona is an easy city to visit because you don’t really have to plan anything. You don’t have to…

I’m well aware of the concept of east-is-east-and-west-is-west but I want to commingle two parts of my life here just this once. I…