It’s Time to Piss & Moan About Travel (at the end of my blog) The Purpose of this Trip If I’m going to be honest, Liverpool, England, was never on my travel wish list. Fortunately for me, I landed at a restaurant in Mexilhoeira Grande, Portugal, and ended up sharing plates with Jane and her… Continue reading Liverpool & Travel Woes
Friends were visiting from the States and it was their first trip to Europe. Over the past few months we have spoken about what we might do together during their time in Portugal. It probably would have been enough for them to stay local, however, it wouldn’t have been enough for me. I wanted… Continue reading Córdoba, Spain
How does one reconcile, in one’s mind, the hate and corruption one sees throughout the world? The sad answer is that it’s almost impossible to make it right and all you can do is your best. This past week was a difficult one for me. I wonder if I should even write while I’m… Continue reading What in the World?
Toulouse is all too often overlooked, but it’s one of France’s most historic and fascinating cities. Known to locals as La Ville Rose (The Pink City) after the distinctive pink stone used to construct many of its buildings, Toulouse receives just a fraction of the tourists of Paris or Nice. Lonely Planet text (I have been buying Lonely Planet… Continue reading Toulouse and All of Her Charms
A trip to Holland Worth Sharing: I am starting my blog with this travel story because it captures the essence of why seeing the world is so important to me. Sharing my experiences with you cements them into my conscious mind forever. A Delicious Restaurant Story It was my last full day in Eindhoven. I… Continue reading Why Eindhoven, Netherlands?
Home Life My earliest memories are of physical and emotional abuse, alcohol abuse, racial tension, divisive and foul language, death, family turmoil, drug abuse, illness, and poverty; all at extremely damaging proportions. Conversely, I witnessed love, sexual freedom, a struggle to rise above socio-economic barriers, an acceptance of alternative sexual and gender orientation, and… Continue reading How My Childhood Experiences Shaped Who I am
Not everything in life can be explained. Why I have always had a desire to see Wales is not something I can easily put into words. Not unlike my father’s birthplace in Italy, I have dangled Wales in the corners of my mind for decades; like a treat I was savoring for… Continue reading South Wales in August