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There’s a stretch of road out West that happens to be the perfect fit for listening to all the Lungfish records back to back to back. I’ve done it. There’s a pastry shop in one of Cleveland’s two Little Italys that makes perfect—I mean perfect—doughnuts. I ate six. In Scandinavia—at least where I was—the rest stops are pristine. And not just for the pleasantly sparkling state of the toilets: Somewhere on the road between Bergen, Norway, and Vastervik, Sweden, there’s a can in the woods by a lake that reflects the moon in a fairy-tale kind of way. It’s an awesome way to take a piss. In Warsaw, a little way from the reconstructed old town, there’s a place that has my known world’s best pirogies. Dumpling heaven. And then there’s Krakow, where just about everything is amazing. I never thought I had a list of places I needed to visit before I died. But now I can at least cross these off of it. Next stop: Cairo. Egypt. Well, Africa as a whole. Crap, I don’t think they do Eurail around there. For those of you out there who are more organized, Patricia Schultz has penned 1,000 Places to See Before You Die: A Traveler’s Life List. She speaks at 6:30 p.m. Thursday, Dec. 8, at the Department of the Interior Museum, 1849 C St. NW. $15. (202) 357-3030. (