Daniel walked to Roshan’s shop slightly after six. He waited there and watched the end of what must have been 2012, a clearly terrible movie despite the very nice notion of all surviving humans returning to the continent whence they originally came. Roshan played bad Indian music and showed him pictures of attractive American girls… Continue reading Daniel Adler At An Indian Wedding
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Daniel Adler At Home In The Himalayas
I needed something stable after my first Indian illness. In Mumbai the hostel man with feminine fingers told me I’m safe as long as I eat in a restaurant. When Ram and I walked to a “famous” Amritsar vendor with pre-made food outside and indoor seating (the sign of a restaurant), and he told me… Continue reading Daniel Adler At Home In The Himalayas
Learning Berlin Like I Learned Bushwick, Kinda
I am sitting in a cafe in Berlin in Rosenthaler Platz and I just finished drinking my americano, which the man at the counter recommended (over the girly Milkmadchen Espresso). I am upstairs sitting in a room filled with young people on their Mac Books. Most are German. I am reminded of the tea rooms… Continue reading Learning Berlin Like I Learned Bushwick, Kinda
Daniel Adler Bikes Through Delft
Rotterdam was the largest port in the world after the war until Shanghai overtook it a few years ago. That makes it very international, and a big service city. To get on the subway I needed to wait in line to get a subway card which alone was 8 euro. Then I got on the… Continue reading Daniel Adler Bikes Through Delft
One Night In Rome
Yesterday I got off the train from Napoli and found the bus around the block. I left my stuff there to go to the BNL to have enough money to last me in Holland. I trusted the girl who said she would “controlare” my stuff and the bus driver outside smoking who said the bus… Continue reading One Night In Rome
Daniel the Writer 