Today’s a big anniversary for me, I suppose: one full year of traveling around and hanging out. To celebrate, I’m thinking about and feeling thankful for the people who, more than ten years ago, first taught me how to slow down and chill out. To be ok with having nowhere to go except my neighbor’s front porch and nothing to do except talk about the weather, watch the cows (and pick-up trucks) go by, and enjoy the quiet company of […]
Casablanca! Yes! This is how I always imagined you: Well. To be honest, I hadn’t really imagined you – or thought about you much at all – before realizing this past summer that hey, Morocco’s just over there!…and it’s warm in the winter! And doesn’t Casablanca look neat in these postcards I found! So I went and – with the help of a Casa-born taxi driver – found a minaret-shaped piece of the old Casablanca. Just that one tower. The […]
It’s Sunday afternoon. Or it could be Wednesday morning. Or 11pm on a Friday. If you sit in the dining room of my great-aunt’s flat for an hour, a day, a year, and look around you, the only change will be the slowly shifting color of the Paris sky outside the tall, thick-glassed windows. Sometimes you’ll hear the high chatter of kids at recess in the schoolyard down the hill. Or the muffled whoosh of a bus winding down the […]
I carried these old postcards around with me for weeks after picking them up in an antique shop near Paris. I wanted to go up to the top of the Arc de Triomphe and look out over the Champs-Élysées and count the Starbucks signs and then figure out from which floor of which building that straight-on shot had been taken and afterwards borrow a biplane and snap an up-to-date photo of that great aerial star-burst view: I sped around the […]
Two of the local beverages in Martinique: The Lorraine factory doesn’t do tours (I asked) and neither does the Didier bottling facility (I was told). And the Didier water source is not accessible. BUT! There’s another waterfall that is called “Didier Falls” for some unknown reason. So why not take a walk in the jungle and pretend it was a visit to the source for both products? More lazy adventures here.
a long walk in a Caribbean desert… After the hike, there was, of course, a good meal: Poulet boucane isn’t grilled like any ol’ BBQ chicken. Check out the process: More un-extreme outdoor fun here: The Lazy Aventurer