Posted by: Josey | February 23, 2009

Travel Journalism 101

In an Irish pub in an NYC neighborhood far, far away, six strangers played get-to-know-you games over pints of foamy Guinness. They discussed Brazilian women and dark alleys and unicorns and bullet-proof vests, and one definitively declared himself a “Rabbit Man.”


And she silently hummed “Rabbit Man” to the tune of Elton John’s “Rocket Man” and thought… “I think I’m going to like this here travel journalism class.”

Disclaimer: The professor begged his students, “Please, please order sodas!” But they stubbornly refused.


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