Travel
11/13/15
there is a bridge covered in locks some with no keys, some sealed with long-forgotten combinations some quietly closed with ribbons, with twine there is a cathedral owned by gargoyles pigeons and peasants there is a tomb covered in small stones flower petals, metro tickets, teeth, candy, gratitude another tomb queerly smothered in lipstick kisses […]
montparnasse
we can sit now in cafe odessa, the most darling of all my french mistresses. she reeks of tobacco and beer and her music is a tired loop of american hits from the ’80s.
oot and aboot / from the kiwi road less travelled
three reasons why i’ll never be a travel writer: 3.) you need to have an attention span; i had mine surgically removed some years back. 2.) you need to make careful observances about regional landmarks and scenic things, and take lots of notes. i am unable to do those things when i travel. i eat […]
the french have such a way with food
from the menu at the tuileries cafe: “softness of vegetables” (cream of vegetable soup) “soft-boiled eggs cremated in sherry vinegar.” “good looking net of pig in honey and annanas, perfumed rice.” “sliced thinly by poultry by, mustard former (ancient), perfumed rice.”
backpacker delights
Actual recipes taken from the Sequoia Lodge “travellers cook book”: SPAM MUSUBI Ingredients: 1 can Spam, soy sauce, brown sugar, white rice Mix soy sauce and 2 spoons of brown sugar in a bowl. Cut Spam lengthwise into 5 or 6 slabs and dip them in the sauce. Pop ’em into a frying pan for […]
songs from the road
(To the tune of As Tears Go By): It is the morning after Auckland I ride the Overlander train Ten hours of silver fern Three flat whites and bad lasagne I sit and watch the sheep go by (To the tune of the Green Acres theme): These hostels ain’t no place for me Communal living’s a […]
hostel hostility
OK, it’s official, i am not a people person. which i had kinda suspected for most of the last half-century but … staying at backpacker hostels has confirmed it. sharing kitchen and bathroom space with other frugal-minded travellers with varying standards of cleanliness and etiquette and privacy considerations does not bring out the best in moi. like, […]
red, white and blue all over
i’m back in e-town after a week in nashville. i love to travel, so generally any road trip is a good trip … but i’m still trying to sort out my conflicting gut impressions of music city. some of the high notes: getting to hear john irving (the world according to garp, hotel new hampshire, […]