
The seedy past of Marseille
As I walked along the streets of Marseille, my thoughts went to the seedy streets from the 1971 movie “French Connection” and wondered how much it had changed in 40 years.
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As I walked along the streets of Marseille, my thoughts went to the seedy streets from the 1971 movie “French Connection” and wondered how much it had changed in 40 years.
Some cities have a sweet spot where I tend to return. It’s like a magnet and I don’t know why. Over a decade ago I walked alone along the Thames riverfront in London. I came to the Jubilee Gardens and sat down on a bench.
The @media conference, or Web Directions as it is officially called these days, was once one of the pinnacles of web development. The celebrities of the web community gathered once a year and confirmed their positions as generals in the web standards war.
Ireland is so much more than greedy leprechauns and frothy Guinness. There is another thing that is completely dominating my thoughts.
What to do on a sunny day in Tallinn? The answer is obvious: Dress all in black and visit the infamous Depeche Mode Baar.
As our ship was leaving the port in Stockholm, we were getting ready for a weekend with Das Boot. This is an annual sort of festival, where the ship goes from to Stockholm to various places. This year the journey was going across the Baltic Sea to Tallinn.
Do you remember a decade-old site called 4 Guys From Rolla? I used to visit it a lot in the early days of ASP.NET.
This is the classic eye-witness account by Jon Krakauer of the tragedy that unfolded on the slopes of Mount Everest in 1996. I read it about ten years ago and recently got inspired by an adventuring friend to re-read it.
Pam Mendel recently photographed her packing for Antarctica. It made me remember an article I read a while back where Amanda Kendle writes about how she changed from traditional backpacker into something called flashpacker.