Muscles
“The afternoon knows what the morning never suspected.” Robert Frost Yesterday, after luncheon at not-Buna, and of particular importance to this story, after the three… Read More »Muscles
“The afternoon knows what the morning never suspected.” Robert Frost Yesterday, after luncheon at not-Buna, and of particular importance to this story, after the three… Read More »Muscles
We take our hats off to the two buskers playing guitar in sub zero temperatures outside St Anton’s cafe tonight, outstanding. Actually we didn’t take… Read More »Perfect
Earlier breakfast today as it snowed all night, squalled past the breakfast room window fresh from the mountain tops as we ate and kept it… Read More »Spin out
Awoke to big flakes wafting down and the distant conifers heavy with snow. Onsen egg, rice, fish, pickled vegetables and coffee then out into it.… Read More »Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow!
This day starts with me standing like a bollard in an airport corridor, en-baggaged tourists seething past vying for poll position at customs. Rubber gloved… Read More »My arse will thank me
“I Haven’t Been Everywhere, But It’s On My List.” Susan Sontag Mein Gott, how do you not turn into a pig on a plane? With… Read More »We’re off!
Our last full day, and another sunny one at that. Something different today (as it turns out in more ways than one), a journey to… Read More »Day 43 – Nanoo nanoo
one…more…perfect…day….can’t… take it…. have… to… finish….. soon. We grab a coffee and croissant at the local then enjoy the morning sun as we cross ile… Read More »Day 42 – Beacon
We’ve written 42 before 41 and it’s late and we want to go to bed. For our sins, here’s a summary. After the customary croissant… Read More »Day 41 – Lows to highs
We spent the day at the Louvre today, and apart from a minor delay trying to buy tickets on-line (at one below) to avoid the… Read More »Day 40 – Le Louvre