In my last blog post, I was in Brazil with no luggage. Did any of you readers wonder whether I had even returned? OK, so most of my readers are related to me and knew where I was. That is a interesting but disconcerting thing about internet acquaintances from far away – they can disappear…
Since I have been travelling so much, I am dredging the depths of the Air Canada movie selection. I watched At Chesil Beach – a predictably depressing movie based on the Ian McEwan novel. This was followed by Won’t You Be My Neighbour – a documentary about the career and philosophy of Fred Rogers – aka…
Peru is a fascinating country to visit. My little blog entry won’t do it justice, but I simply mustn’t leave it out of my chronology. I’ll describe three “walks” we did. 4 km from Aguas Calientes (Machu Picchu Pueblo) to the actual archeological site) Normal people (excluding those who walk the multi-day Inca Trail) take…
I was lucky to be in the centre of Mexico City on the weekend before Día de los Muertos. (Apologies for posting so many photos, but how could I not?) First, the Frida Kahlo museum. I must read more about her and maybe watch the movie again. Then the Museum of Anthropology, which gave me…
Most of our travel arrangements for Victoria Falls, Zimbabwe, had been made in advance with Caroline of Lucky Bean Travel, who did a superb job. Once there, we added on a day trip to Botswana for wildlife viewing. Only 3 days in total was just enough to give us a taste of what a longer African…
[I’ve decided (at least for the moment) to resume some blogging. It is often hard to convince myself that anyone should read my trite tales, but they don’t have to! I enjoy keeping my blog more than I would enjoy a dreary secret diary – my posts are an account of my activities that I…
The morning was unstructured. Which means that we were late getting out, and spent a few hours walking the streets of Nerja doing some mundane tasks. One of those mundane tasks was finding the Museo where the Cuevatren stopped. Google maps and GPS seemed to have trouble with the narrow winding streets. We found the…
Having reached Santiago, we had some hard choices to make, for the next two weeks. We chose south, with a night’s stopover in Madrid and a train to Granada. Early the next morning we dashed up the hill in the dark to get tickets to enter the Alhambra. (All reserved tickets were booked for 5…
Seeing Clarely 