Tag Archive: Backpacking

Dalliances

  There is something about the air today, pleasantly cool, fresh, smelling of green, that reminds me of the time I spent in Dali, China. Or maybe it is the Chinese cookbook that… Continue reading

Ozymandias

I met a traveller from an antique land, Who said—“Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the sand, Half sunk a shattered visage… Continue reading

Views of the Alhambra

Who ever made thy moon-lit balconies, thy gardens of myrtles and roses, of oranges, citrons, and pomegranates, respond to more tender serenades? –Washington Irving, Tales of the Alhambra The hostel in Granada was full,… Continue reading

Train Journeys: Sri Lankan Hill Country

The railroad track is miles away, And the day is loud with voices speaking, Yet there isn’t a train goes by all day But I hear its whistle shrieking. All night there isn’t… Continue reading

Swedish Meatballs and Memories of Christmas Past

I miss Christmas. Of course, Christmas exists, in some form or another, in most of the world, including Australia. But celebrating Christmas in the middle of summer just doesn’t feel the same to… Continue reading

The Beauty of Everyday Things

  By and large, tourists bypass Dinard, since there are no particular Sights-With-A-Capital-S to see. But Dinard is a lovely place to visit. It hugs the curve of a certain bit of Brittany coastline, where… Continue reading