So that was the shortest food obsession ever. No mas arepas for me. I guess that’s what I get for thinking I have an iron clad stomach, resistant even to teenage mutant ninja parasites. I was in the tiniest town a few days ago and saw … Continue readingDonatello’s Revenge
The centro historico of Cartagena is like 4 blocks! Here I am all proud of myself that I know which way to go, which I don’t, and that I understand directions, which I can’t, and when I finally get my hands on a map it … Continue readingNo Wonder I Didn’t Get Lost
I made note of what was around my apartment, a square, near the back of the cathedral, the street behind the bishop, and then just started walking. The centro historico of Cartagena is beautiful…colorful and bustling, with flowers everywhere and even though tourism is big here it still feels like a real city. … Continue readingAhhhhrepa I’m in Cartagena
My father died last week and I’m still not sure how I need to mourn him. Being busy with the business of death has been quite distracting, but that can’t last that much longer, can it? Suddenly I feel like I’m 10 again, or 16, or 35, wishing that our family wasn’t broken, that he was always there, that he was a good father, so that now this loss could be sudden, excruciating, heartbreakingly normal. Fact is, we lost our father 40 years ago and I’ve already been mourning that loss year after year. … Continue readingSunrise, Sunset
So I’m continuing to finish up this blog sequence in NYC, mostly because I started all these posts and didn’t finish them, but also because I just hate leaving something unfinished. Just a few more to go. It’s funny, I took so much French in … Continue readingBon Jour, Donnez-moi les Haricots Verts
Okay, this is my last night in Spain and I am not looking forward to the next 24 hours. I made a last minute change to my month-in-Spain-plans to visit my friend Max who lives on the French border with Switzerland, and because we all … Continue readingSpain, blablacar and France…part deux
I came home last night to a bunch of comments from my nephew and it inspired me to finish this up. I should have turned comments on sooner, but I just get so much xanax, handbag, penis-enlargement and mail-order bride spam that I just turned … Continue readingFlashback…Spain, blablacar and France
I know this looks like an advertisement for an Asian escort, but it’s not. It’s my last night in Athens and I just got back to my hotel after a long day of Athenian hill walking and swimming and archaeology and museuming and I was … Continue readingIt’s China Wok Time!
I really want to finish writing about Spain and France, but just have to post some pics of Greece before I go to sleep. It’s really great to be back on this crazy island after 12 years. Seeing friends, archaeologists and museum guards I haven’t … Continue readingWacky morning in Paros, Greece, just like old times