There comes a moment, about twenty minutes into the ride, when the trees stop. …
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Imagine this: you walk into a plain red-brick room in the summer, and a …
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There is that moment on every good trip when you both go quiet. Maybe …
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There’s one second you’ll never forget. The boat’s engine drops to a hum, the …
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You find a lie-flat business class seat to Paris for less than half of …
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You step onto a floor of glass, and for a half-second your brain files …
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There comes that moment, usually on the second morning, when the soreness wears off …
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There’s a moment, about ninety seconds into your first ride, when Amsterdam stops being …
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The floor seems to drop out from under you. You are buckled into a …
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When I opened a tent flap at Lake Motosu and saw Mt. Fuji lying …
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