Obama, McCain and the Politics of a Vacation

After Beheading, Greyhound Kills Ad Campaign

Mao Mao Mao Mao Mao. Enough With the Mao Already.

Travel in Mexico Getting More Expensive, Too

‘The Monster of Florence’: Murder and the Pursuit of Truth

Douglas Preston’s latest book, the true story of a serial killer in Italy, shows that the world is far from exhausted for those who want to travel deep. Frank Bures tells why. 

My Travels, My Feet

After taking one too many headless torso shots of herself, solo traveler Sophia Dembling started snapping photos of her feet around the world, from the Grand Canyon to Red Square

Affairs to Remember—On-Screen and Off

From “Roman Holiday” to “Before Sunrise,” Hollywood has understood the appeal of the overseas fling. Eva Holland explains the staying power of the big screen Euro-romance.

Seven Reasons to Have a Foreign Fling

Sure, having an overseas romance is fun. But Terry Ward points out seven other benefits to cross-border love, mon petit chou.

Susan Sessions Rugh: ‘The Golden Age of American Family Vacations’

Elyse Franko asks the author of “Are We There Yet?” about the rise and fall of the family vacation, segregation in travel and how family trips are changing today

As a Woman, Can I Really Travel Without Much Fear for my Safety?

Vagabonding traveler Rolf Potts answers your questions about travel

Break Bread and Brie in France

Great cheese abounds in the land of Gaul, but dig in and you risk committing any number of faux pas. Terry Ward explains how to partake of the nation’s famed fromage with savoir faire.

‘If a Barefoot Man Can’t Walk Into Stuckey’s, Why Can he Sit Next to me All the Way to Sydney?’

thanks Mike. Haven’t laughed that hard in a while.

Me, too. I almost spit take my OJ this morning.

Wow - sounds like Steve has a major foot phobia.  Get over it, Steve.  They’re just bare feet - they won’t hurt you.  That whole column is nothing but a lot of whining.

I agree with the writer.  We have become uncivil pigs.  Why would anyone think it appropriate to propel their toenail clipping publicaly, lie in someone’s lap, grab the back of their seat to haul their own kester up, hold up the line while folding one’s blazer, etc.  (I don’t think there is anywhere to change a baby but in one’s seat though.) Although I ride a train car allllll the way at the far end of the train, where cell phones are prohibited, when I point that out people ignore me.  When I then ask the conductor to tell them not to use them, they surpringly ask “is this the quiet car?” Yeah it is buddy.  Why didn’t you ask me that when I pointed it out?