Americans see distances in a very different way to normal people… They just have so much more to work with. I know this is hardly a startling observation (Hey, have you noticed how big the US is?) but the truth of the cliché hit me hard as we traveled, my delightfully American wife and I, … Continue reading #Illinois2018 – On Road Trips
Part 4: The Coming of Cong We are exhausted. I wonder why travel shows don’t show you the truth about travelling: for every 2 days of exploring, we old people require about two-thirds of a day of rest. That’s science. Or math. But it's a reality on our very short trip to California. Yesterday I … Continue reading San Francisco Tales – Part IV
Part 3: A Zillion Steps Thursday, we set out to see sights. We left as soon as our laundry was done (priorities…) and headed towards the wharf. Pictures were taken. An early lunch was had at a place way above our pay grades. To establish my working-class credentials, I ordered the fish and chips. Of … Continue reading San Francisco Tales: Part III
Toska: "No single word in English renders all the shades of toska. At its deepest and most painful, it is a sensation of great spiritual anguish, often without any specific cause. At less morbid levels it is a dull ache of the soul, a longing with nothing to long for, a sick pining, a vague … Continue reading The Anti-Toska
Like a playboy about to head into a monastery; like a drug addict about to spend hard months in rehab, I was a man about to (make a serious attempt to largely) give up sugar, and this was my last weekend of naturally flavored sweetened goodness. In theory. I made a list of the things … Continue reading On Sugar
Small Change on Strangers 