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Wenceslas Square, where the history of the Czech people plays out. Photo by Dominic Arizona Bonuccelli

As we’ve had to postpone our travels because of the pandemic, I believe a weekly dose of travel dreaming can be good medicine. Here's one of my favorite European destinations — a reminder of the fun that awaits us at the other end of this crisis.

It seems whenever my Czech friends take me around Prague, the capital of the Czech Republic, we see the sights and then invariably end up in a pub, where my lessons on the country continue over a few mugs of their beloved...

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One of four statues of mothers around the Fountain of the Mothers of Macedonia in Skopje, North Macedonia. In the background, on a 15-meter-tall platform, is a 13-meter-tall bronze statue of Philip II, father of Alexander the Great.

Dear Globetrotter:

Welcome to the 534th issue of your monthly foreign-travel magazine.

We are continuing to collect subscribers’ responses to the question ‘Should ITN cover US travel too?’ This publication has had a longstanding policy of only covering destinations outside of the US and its territories, but these are unusual times, and in my column last month a reader suggested, “… it might be time to reconsider it, at least in a small way...

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In New Zealand, North Island’s Ninety-Mile Beach is only 55 miles long, while Victory, Australia’s, Ninety-Mile Beach is 94 miles long.

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Fado is sung from the heart. Photo by Dominic Arizona Bonuccelli

As we’ve had to postpone our travels because of the pandemic, I believe an occasional dose of travel dreaming can be good medicine. Here’s one of my favorite European memories — a reminder of the fun that awaits us at the other end of this crisis.

It’s after dark in Lisbon’s ramshackle Alfama neighborhood. Old-timers gather in restaurants, which serve little more than grilled sardines, to hear and sing Portugal’s mournful fado —...

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Randy Keck (at right) enjoying the good life with a fellow passenger from Australia, barging on the Canal du Midi in southwest France in spring 2015.

In presenting part six (!) in this series on On-the-Road Travel Tips, I find it heartening that so many readers have taken a moment to share bits of advice that may be helpful to other travelers. (I’ve added my own comments after each.) ITN readers will have a lot of tips to try out when these times of pandemic-dictated virtual travel are over!

If you know of anything that makes the travel experience work better for you while actually traveling, tell us about it in no more than...

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Fado is sung from the heart. Photo by Dominic Arizona Bonuccelli

As we've had to postpone our travels because of the pandemic, I believe a weekly dose of travel dreaming can be good medicine. Here's one of my favorite European memories—a reminder of the fun that awaits us at the other end of this crisis.

It’s after dark in Lisbon’s ramshackle Alfama neighborhood. Old-timers gather in restaurants, which serve little more than grilled sardines, to hear and sing Portugal’s mournful fado: traditional ballads of lament....

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Street leading to York Minster. Photo by Dominic Arizona Bonuccelli

As we've had to postpone our travels because of the pandemic, I believe a weekly dose of travel dreaming can be good medicine. Here's one of my favorite European memories—a reminder of the inspirational sights that await us at the other end of this crisis.

I’m in York (the most interesting stop between London and Edinburgh), following Edwin, a wry and spry retired schoolteacher, on a walk around town. Edwin stays active leading town walks and giving private tours....

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The serene side of Bruges from a canal-boat tour. Photo by Cameron Hewitt

As we've had to postpone our travels because of the pandemic, I believe a weekly dose of travel dreaming can be good medicine. Here's one of my favorite European memories, from Belgium’s most charming city, Bruges. It’s a reminder of the fun that awaits us at the other end of this crisis.

With a smile, the friendly shopkeeper hands me a pharaoh’s head and two hedgehogs. Happily sucking the liquor out of a hedgehog, I walk out of the small chocolate shop with...

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