Lyon sparkles at night beneath Fourvière.
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It may be hard to believe given that I don’t believe in free will, but I don’t believe in fate or destiny either. It simply doesn’t make sense to me that our lives are truly in our own control, yet [...] Read more »
It is pure happenstance that I’m sleeping across the way from an old man. Across the aisle, he slips his suitcase beneath the bed and pulls out a bottle of Pilsner.
“Smart man,” I say, smiling and nodding at him. I’m still a little bit buzzed from Oktoberfest.
“Just a few sips before bed,” he says. His [...] Read more »
Oktoberfest glows far below the grand church steeple, its carnival secondary only to beer.
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“Oh man, I love Germany,” Matt tells me. The trains are flowing like beer at Oktoberfest: quickly, freely, and with a regularity that’s both beautiful for its efficiency and scary for its monumental size. Matt [...] Read more »