A 40-minute (very cramped) grand taxi ride from Essaouira will get you to beautiful Sidi Kaouki: Beautiful sunsets almost every night. This one really looked just like this, I swear. And the sound system at the mosque really sounds like this: I liked it there so much, I wanted to make a little something to remember it by. I’d collected some shells from the beach, and in Essaouira I picked up some old Moroccan coins and beads that matched […]
While walking from Rabat’s waterfront to its new town during one of my then/now postcard hunts, I saw two women reading an informational display in front of a tall-fenced, big-lawned garden. I hovered alongside and pretended to read. They asked me if I was headed to the Hassan Tower, too. I’d never heard of the Hassan Tower, but, yep, sure. Next stop. So we walked up the hill together, along the garden’s fence, around a bend, past a blank-faced guard […]
On a drizzly day of wandering around the kasbah in Rabat… these doors caught my eye: So I made some bracelets: And now that the colors have been ingrained in my memory, bead by bead, for ever and ever, the bracelets are for sale HERE and HERE. :) More souvenirs available HERE.
As I was packing up to finally head south from Paris, my great aunt asked where exactly I planned to go. I wasn’t exactly sure, but I mentioned a few places, including St. Jean de Luz (I didn’t share that I was only going there because I’d found some old postcards of its beaches – she already thinks I’m kooky enough). Saint Jean de Luz? Uuuh-la-laah, it’s nice there, she purred. Oh, really? She left the room and returned with […]
After completing my little postcard challenge at the Sacre Coeur, I wasn’t sure where I wanted to go next, but I knew it needed to be away from the crowds. I walked back down the steps and looked right: a crowd of school kids, and behind them, streets that went up. To the left: no crowds, and downhill streets. You know which way I went. I walked just a few minutes and there, on the sidewalk, in front of a […]
Who’s a sucker for a flea market? This girl. Every time. My first Sunday morning in St. Cloud (just outside Paris) my great aunt went out to get bread (yep, that really happens in France) and very soon after, I heard her ha-rumph her way back into the apartment. Uuuh-la-LAAA! She was irritated. Apparently there was some sort of street market going on near the church and they’d blocked off the route that she usually drives (uh-huh, around the corner) […]
My friend, E., and I stopped in Sainte-Marie to eat our sandwiches and stare in meditative silence at the hypnotic waves of the tombolo: As we walked back to the car, I took this picture… I liked the colors and made this bracelet… It’s available on etsy :)
While I was in the Caribbean, three dear friends came to travel with me for ten days. Even before they arrived, I didn’t want them to go. I counted the days til they’d land, and passed the time crocheting (and crocheting and crocheting) necklaces for them – inspired by the colors of the landscape that we were about to explore together. The blues: (click on a photo to open a slideshow with captions) And the greens: The golden yellows: Plus […]