North Along the Coast
We’re making our way up to Nelson along the east coast. Last night we spun the camp-o-matic dial and found ourselves at a little holiday park by where the Waimakariri […]
Akaroa, really this time
I realized that, in spite of yesterday’s post title, yesterday’s musings were mostly about getting to Akaroa, and meanderings about memories of past NZ trips. Lemme tell you a little […]
Akaroa
By the time we rolled into Akaroa, we’d been on the move for about 30 hours. Car, bus, plane, bus’ish, plane, plane, car, including a 13 hour stretch from Los […]
“Just what does ‘antipodes’ mean, anyway?”
I had this feeling that I must have known the answer to this, must have looked it up at some point, but when D asks, I’m kind of at a […]
Into Another World
I’d sort of left you hanging there last month in Bologna, didn’t I? Sorry about that. It was just that the days that followed seemed a little too improbable, a […]
On Taking Candy From Strangers
Values Clarification Opportunity: you’ve just gotten off the train in a strange city where you don’t know a soul and don’t speak the language. A gray haired gentleman scurries over […]
Campania Catch Up
I have been feeling a bit self-conscious blabbling about my carefree rambles through La Bella Italia while so much of what I care for back home is under siege. But […]
Naples
I spent pretty much all of yesterday train-hopping my way down the west coast via a series of train changes: Vernazza-La Spezia-Rome-Naples-Sorrento. Each of the hops brought a little trepidation […]
Vernazza – the Cinque Terre Stairmaster
Wait, you’re saying (quite reasonably, I might add) – didn’t you already do the Cinque Terre thing? It was, like, just one blog post ago, right?…
Lucca
Okay, I tried, I really tried. Florence was like that girl that your friends fix you up with: “You’ll love her! She’s smart like you, and gorgeous. Drop dead gorgeous.”
And she is both…
David Pablo Cohn 