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New England Holocaust Memorial

As I was walking around Boston I overheard a conversation among a few young people, probably about 17-18 years old, about a point on the Boston sight-seeing map marked only as a “Holocaust Museum”. For some reason the discussion was about the role of Americans in the holocaust and if indeed Boston was a site…

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Boston – Got Crabs?

I never really traveled to the east coast while living in California. In 1998 we drove across the States on a cross-country family vacation that took us to Chicago, Toronto, Niagara Falls, and New York. Many years later I would tour New York City a bit closer on a mini vacation. But that about covers…

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OriginPin: Origin Pride

Earlier this year a buddy of mine Ulrik had asked me to try out his OriginPins and give a proper feedback about the idea and the pins themselves. That being said, I am a few months late with my feedback with only a smudge of an excuse…this rustproofing photo that would have taken down my…

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The Kortas Name

Ania and I were walking through Świdnica the other day when she stopped and started jokingly hitting me on the arm. “You kept this store a secret from me all this time?” I had no idea what she was talking about. But there it was, right in front of us, a clothing store with a…

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Stalag Luft III – The Great Escape

After a short 23km ride from the German munitions factory we parked our motorcycles in front of Stalag Luft III in the city of Żagań, where a WWII prisoner of war camp and now a museum is located. The camp is known for two remarkable prisoner escapes, the most famous one depicted by Hollywood in the…

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DAG Alfred Nobel Krzystkowice

As per usual at motorcycle meet ups, the second day had two types of field trips for all participants; on-road for the most, and an off-road for dirt enthusiast at the event. With Ania as my backpack the choice was clear. We rode in a column of about 60 motorcycles to our first destination, an…

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Transalp for Two

In what appears to be the beginning of an annual tradition, Ania and I took part in the Zwierzyniec motorcycle meet up about 160km north of Wrocław. This was my second time there, but a first with my beloved “backpack”, as that’s what a female motorcycle passenger is known in the biz. Riding with my…