Let Me In

Global Entry is a blessing, but in all the years I’ve been using it, for the first time there was a line at the machines in Boston last night, and the system is not set up for lines of people to queue. This is what happens when a good thing, understandably, becomes more widespread. It’s why there are not traffic jams worse than New York in places like San Diego. (Yogi Berra: “Nobody goes there any more, it’s too crowded.”) …






In Marrakech

We arrived in Marrakech from Zurich. Having been to 60 countries, this was the worst immigration process I’ve ever seen. Over a thousand people in serpentine lines shuffling forward, most with their faces in their iPhones often neglecting to move. The immigration officers were polite, but had the ridiculous paperwork for each person, as if we were petitioning to get into heaven. At least the luggage was waiting for us when we emerged, but then we had to get into …


Fly the Ocean in A Silver Plane

We’ve just flown about 18,000 miles in 10 days, stayed at one of the finest hotels in Johannesburg (or in Africa), then in an exquisite game lodge in the “bush,” and spent four full days leaving from 6 am to 10 am, and again from 4 pm to 7 pm, in a huge Land Rover Defender, driving across broken trails and no trails to see scores of different species and thousands of animals up close. These are the opportunities this …


Out of Africa

The silence is stunning. We are motoring through the South African Veldt and when the engine is turned off you hear only silence. It is broken by an occasional bird’s trill, the bird itself an iridescent, curved-beak glider looking to get lucky. The air is fresh and clean. Some days there are no clouds at all, half a globe overhead of cerulean that meets the mountains and the plains below. The animals don’t smell. Their dung, which is all around, …