I always bring home slippers. Cotton in-flight slippers, terry hotel-room slippers, little beaded silk slippers from Singapore. It's nice to look down at your feet and remember where you've been.
Amateurs spend spring break in Cabo. The pros surf Waikiki, Biarritz, and Tahiti, and hit the slopes in Park City. And they're carrying all the right stuff. Get it all.
Weirdest thing seen on travels: Giant sea turtles laying eggs at 2 a.m. on a Costa Rican beach. They were in a trance, making primal sounds. It smelled terrible, and it was all very confusing.
SWITZERLAND – Walking into the chalet, even my new leather pants experienced an inferiority complex. Amidst the heiresses in Hermès and runaways in Rodarte, Helmut Lang feels lame.
SHANGHAI – We step off the sidewalk again and scan the traffic. A string of city buses crowded with morning commuters lumbers along. We miss our chance. A reader story.
ROME – That was fast. Now that the cardinals have picked a new pope, we suggest a walk from the Pantheon toward spaghetti alla carbonara, fried artichokes, and zabaglione with melted chocolate.