Brent Does Bahrain
Although content with my tenured position at Kellogg School in Goleta, I’ve always wanted to be paid to travel. That’s why I’m in Bahrain right now.
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Big Caliente Hot Springs
When old friends visit me from my native Boston, I am often taxed with combating their West Coast prejudices. Nature usually does the trick.
Forged in Iron: The Expressive Art of the Roof Cross Tradition in Chiapas, Mexico.
It is one thing to bless a house by moving one’s hands through the air, making the sign of the cross to protect it from disaster. It is another thing to make the sign of the cross visible and permanent, forged in iron and displayed on the rooftop for all to see.
The Land of Sand Dunes and Flatbreads
Hannah Tennant-Moore finds the charm of small town life as close as Los Alamos, but that’s not before she relishes in the sands of the Guadalupe Dunes. It’s a daytrip Santa Barbara residents owe to themselves to take.
Capital-T “Things” At Joshua Tree
Hannah Tennant-Moore enjoys the vast stretches of sand and gnarled branches of Joshua Tree.
Car Sharing in the 21st Century
Have you ever dreamed of saving money by getting rid of your car-or your family’s second car-along with auto loan payments, insurance payments, and maintenance costs? I know I have. But when I figured in the cost of taking a cab to go shopping and renting a car for a trip to the countryside, it didn’t quite pencil out.
A Non-Hippie Goes Bio
The choice has been around for years now, but for whatever reason, those who choose to fuel their vehicles with earth-friendly biodiesel gasoline tend to hail from the “hippie” set. Catch a car puttering past on biodiesel and there’s a good chance the driver will have a big beard, a taste for tofu, and a Grateful Dead album playing at high volumes rather than a three-piece suit, a $60 haircut, and a healthy stock portfolio.
The Power of Music
On a hot, lazy afternoon, teenagers sit smoking cigarettes in a fancy cafe, nibbling cakes and chatting about fashion. A few blocks away, children throw jacks and ride bicycles along a filthy cobblestone alley infested with cockroaches and raw sewage. This is daily life in San Salvador, the capital of El Salvador, and home to these disparate worlds of luxury and desperation. With a recent civil war and increasing gang violence, the country seems to have little hope for a sustained peace.
Living La Vida Vespa
My scooter-riding experience was almost over before it began. As soon as I received the assignment to write about scooters in Santa Barbara, I headed to the DMV to get my motorcycle license, required by law in California for all scooter riders. With no line and a simple 25-question test waiting, I figured I didn’t need to look over the handy booklet.
Fast Cars, Good Times
I’m not a “car guy”-I don’t know a radiator from a carburetor, I’ve never been tempted to trade in my dusty pick-up for a shiny sports car, and I don’t really understand the constant left-turning that is NASCAR. But, like any red-blooded boy from the good ol’ U.S. of A., I grew up with posters of Ferraris and Lamborghinis on my walls, ma stered the arcade games Pole Position and Out Run, and relished that I was a passenger in a Saleen Mustang going 135 miles per hour as “my fastest ride.”