Her tattooed fingers with black nail polish clipped away at the keyboard. The Norsk receptionist looked up and greeted us with a warm smile as we whisked into the hotel lobby out of the frigid arctic blast. I let out a breath of relief; we’d made it– 218 miles north of the Arctic Circle– to […]
An Ostrich’s Quest for Culture
You can come out now. That’s my message to this little ostrich (however not so little she may be!). Why the crazy ostrich? Well, I hate to break it to you but– you see– we/us/you and I . . . I think we have a natural predisposition to be like ostriches. However fierce and and […]
