Zen and the Art of Chaos
The cello is my favorite instrument. I adore it just as much as the piano, which I desire to play on a regular basis. I still remember the sad little … Continue reading Zen and the Art of Chaos
Tag: foreign travel
Water You Up To?
Now don’t get all peanut butter and jelly (jealous?) on me but it’s turning out I am on perma-cation. This time of year in my “adult” life I’d typically be … Continue reading Water You Up To?
Syl-vacation: Sofia, Bulgaria
On July 21, the word of the day was late. I kicked it off, sprinting back to the castle for a phone charger; but it didn’t matter because my 1837 … Continue reading Syl-vacation: Sofia, Bulgaria
Summertime and the Livin’s Easy
Now I cannot presume to know what you are thinking at this moment. The weekend might peer into your tired noggin like a curious Italian man on a bike when … Continue reading Summertime and the Livin’s Easy
Aqueous Transmissions
Time to trade Lisa’s mountain bike for… Lisa! And when she’s back from tour, it always means one thing: So first, the girls shared aperitivo with their buddy Loic on the … Continue reading Aqueous Transmissions
Into the (Italian) Wild
Despite the fact I prefer volcanic to arctic, the air in Faenza these days is inescapably infernal. Today a mischievous humidity also creeps about so thick and damp it seems … Continue reading Into the (Italian) Wild
A Florence Returns to Florence
When life gives you lemons, supposedly lemonade is the end product. But when you’re in Italy and your BFFF Kelly comes over with her hubby, Jacbo (aka Jacob), you make … Continue reading A Florence Returns to Florence
Writing and Riding: From Vang Vieng, Laos to Saigon, Vietnam (The End Is Near)
Turns out sometimes even when you’re convinced about something — you can be flat out wrong. This goes for life in general and for our opinion of “soulless” Vang Vieng. … Continue reading Writing and Riding: From Vang Vieng, Laos to Saigon, Vietnam (The End Is Near)
Writing and Riding: Waterfalls, Wats and Wildlife
We hop back on our dusty steeds in Luang Prabang, Laos — or rather a Tuk Tuk or our own two feet as we’re enjoying a rest day. What do … Continue reading Writing and Riding: Waterfalls, Wats and Wildlife
