Waves from Somewhere Else
Tonight was an evening that had to be captured, somehow, so it can be pulled out from the deep cabinets of our past on special evenings, when old friends are […]
Tonight was an evening that had to be captured, somehow, so it can be pulled out from the deep cabinets of our past on special evenings, when old friends are […]
Morning at the remains of the Mausoleum of Halicarnassus. Not much left, but they deserve better words than I have to do them justice: Lucian – Dialogues of the Dead, […]
In so many ways, Bodrum is a study in contrasts: it is Halicarnassus, the ancient trading city that gave birth to Herodotus, the father of modern history. And it is […]
[Sigh… okay, where was I before the hotel’s flakey internet connection ate my post? Sorry, but this whole Anne LaMott thing of “s***y first drafts” (yes, it’s a family blog) […]
Hi everyone! My name is Andy. I think that our stay has been fun so far. Today we fly to Bodrum and meet our friends. I can’t wait! My brother […]
The things that really brings history home for me are the little things; not the grand fallen gates of an ancient city, but the accidental artifacts: a broken doll, played […]
“If you want to hear the gods laugh, tell them your plans.” Okay, so perhaps it’s not as grand as Cicero, but we’re pretty sure we hear some giggles from […]
I’ve been in Paris over 24 hours and still haven’t nabbed a pain au raisin yet. As far as I’m concerned, they ought to hand you one as soon as […]
No, I don’t mean that as in “high school crush”, I mean it as in the entire EU-benefits-entitled population of western Europe was following us around attempting to eat at […]
“Westward from the Davis strait, ‘twas there was said to lie,a sea route to the orient for which so many died.” – Stan Rogers And here we are, 39,000 feet, […]