Down the Mountain
I set out yesterday morning with characteristically little idea of what I was going to do with my first full day in Hobert. I had in hand more recommendations than […]
Shortest Summer Ever
Two hours and 46 minutes. Technically, it was summer when I stepped off the plane in Hobart, 25 hours and change after boarding Qantas 3744 in Seattle. It had been […]
The Bumpy Road To The Land Down Under
The distinction between “apropos” and “ironic” has become so blurred in this world that I don’t even try to read an omen into the the iconic Men at Work song […]
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. […]
Electric Roadtrip Cult
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 […]
Imbolc
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 […]
Ah, the Museums!
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 […]
Berlin Wanderings, Part II
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 […]
Improbable Coffee
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 […]
Wanderings
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 […]
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