The scent of Popeye’s fried chicken fills the air on board the plane on my way to Baltimore to fulfill the ticket that started it all: a one-way ticket from Baltimore to Reykjavik for only $178. I’m wondering if I can barter some homemade shortbread cookies for a piece of that chicken. The first leg… Continue reading So Long, West Coast
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