I love you, but you’re not my Friend.
Posted in Blog., navel gazing on Feb 26th, 2010
Many years ago, when I was planning a backpacking trip around the USA, I sent a fax (many years ago = before email) to the concierge of a hotel I was planning to stay at in New York. I asked him for some advice about restaurants and tourist attractions and neighbourhoods I should visit and [...]
