Sorry to be repetitive, but the CBC radio program On the Coast has now posted links to the top-25 main contenders in the Worst Song Ever contest, and I have no other blogging inspiration. #1 has the most votes so far, for being the worst, but the contest isn’t over. The fact that I can…
The local CBC radio afternoon show (On the Coast, 690 AM, weekdays 3-6 pm) is running a competition for the Worst Song Ever. Each afternoon, nominations are announced, the firestorm of Twitter comments is discussed, and a featured song is played in its awesome entirety. Recently as I emerge from the underground parking after work, for the commute home, my…
Since I am industriously going to work every day for an interlude, I have to rely on my family to provide some adventure. Younger daughter N (age 24) is taking a leisurely mid-summer drive through the outback of Australia. In the old days she would have set off, been chased by dingos, encountered deadly snakes…
The blogging world is full of unexpected and interesting sites. Here is one that features a photo that I submitted. Scroll down the page to December 20 and see my picture from the camino, on toemail.com ! That was a fun idea for a blog.
In November 2012, I walked 264 km from Astorga to Santiago de Compostela, Spain, in 13 days with my sister-in-law. I’m already thinking about the next time – a longer route. Here is a summary report collection of random thoughts practical comments on the Camino! Fitness: As a middle aged person (assuming a very long life),…
Do. Not. Pay. To. Watch. This. Movie. The end. P.S. Even being able to drink wine with the popcorn did not relieve the 2 hours and 45 minutes of confused mayhem on the screen. Probably an example of how to ruin a potentially interesting concept with disastrous or non-existent editing. It was perhaps the worst…
We have been aero- and tele-transported to the Czech Republic, specifically the Wallachian area of Moravia. (Sounds gloomy and medieval, doesn’t it? Well, it IS November and grey.) As in Spain, there are distinct villages and towns strung out along the countryside. Walking routes are marked, but not quite as clearly as the one-way unwavering…
We walked into Santiago de Compostela on Thursday afternoon. Only the little scallop shells on the sidewalks, and the occasional sign post, were there to keep us on track while navigating the modern roads into the city. Finally, into the old part, down a hill, through a passage and into the large open square facing…
Seeing Clarely 