Post-Electric-Pre-Antipodal Catch Up
Okay, this was going to be an artful and engaging string of anecdotes about the road trip down to LA, then back up to the farm in the new car. […]
Okay, this was going to be an artful and engaging string of anecdotes about the road trip down to LA, then back up to the farm in the new car. […]
It was at Kettleman City, southbound, that I began to suspect I had joined a cult. No, not that cult, but…okay, let’s just get this out of the way: I […]
The story goes that it is the Cailleach, the divine hag of Celtic lore, who controls the weather. And that on Imbolc she decides whether the winter should be a […]
Probably at the top of the list of sentences I wouldn’t have expected to utter, but seem perfectly normal at the end of two weeks in Berlin is: “Let’s cross […]
We continue to wander, now joined by Devon, who arrived a couple of days ago. As before, the routine seems to be to pick a destination, maybe two, and allow […]
My first inkling that this wasn’t a normal coffee shop was when the armed guard at the atrium asked for my passport and directed me to the stern couple standing […]
There’s more serious, historical stuff to write about, but for now I’m going to spend a bit of time on what we’re spending most of our time on: wandering. Each […]
I have to explain, right up front, that to travel with my mother – a writer, a scholar of antiquity and a student of living history – is a unique […]
There needs to be a word for the very specific frisson of setting out for the first time in a new city. The usual response, thanks in part to Ben […]
Yes, I know: I haven’t been writing. But that’s not actually true – I have been writing. Just not posting, because everything I’ve started writing so far about this summer’s […]