Russ McBee

In February 2005, totally on a whim, I went to Paris by myself for the weekend. I left Knoxville on a Friday afternoon, arrived in Paris Saturday morning, and returned Monday afternoon. The weather was brutally cold, and I was exhausted after I returned, but none of that mattered. I was in Paris, and I was going to see and do the ...

In September 2005, I spent a week by myself in the Swiss Alps. Although Switzerland is indescribably beautiful, I had enough near-death experiences on that trip to become convinced that the country was trying to kill me -- not the adorable Swiss people, mind you, but the land itself. One such incident involved a near heart attack on a cable car ...