This little car is a Trabant. Powered by a two-stroke pollution generator that maxed out at 18 hp, the Trabant was made of a fiberglass, reinforced with recycled fibres like cotton and wood. Designed in the 1950s, the Trabant was East…
As I have mentioned in previous posts, whenever we visit a new city, town or village, we always seek out the nearest park or gardens in order to get our bearings and to just soak the atmosphere of the place.
Marseille’s central attraction, the Vieux Port really lives up to its name, the Old Port, but first glances wouldn’t tell you that. It’s a sizable natural harbor, sheltered from the sea, that’s been an important center of trade since it was founded.
Fontaine-de-Vaucluse, in the Luberon area of Provence, is a small village with a big distinction. Its name comes from the spring that is the source of the Sorgue River, and that spring is the largest in France and the fifth-largest in the world.
While staying in Saint-Remy-de-Provence for a few days, visiting the market and touring to nearby towns, we also enjoyed a hike out into the surrounding country for two local attractions.
The Orient Express! The very mention of its name brings images of eastern cities, romantic trysts, exotic costumes, shining spires and minarets—and, of course, that’s why it was given that name. It began its run from Paris to Istanbul in…
I couldn’t remember the name of this Ely bookshop when I saw the picture and chose it for a Picture of the Day. So I first went to Google maps, to Street View to find it. No luck, High Street in Ely seems to have been bypassed…
There is a beautiful synagogue in Mád, a village near Tokaj in Eastern Hungary, that is not as popular as it should be amongst visitors. Today it is a Holocaust memorial and represents rare Hungarian synagogue architecture;…
After a brief holiday, I am back to Finding Reiner. I am writing this family mystery as a travelogue ( and as a graphic book illustrated by the fabulous Maria Lebedeva whose illustrations I include here ) for two reasons. First, war stories mean…
I have written a short note about my newly adopted hometown of Weymouth on the southern English coast. Amongst the many delights that we have already experienced was last weekend’s Weymouth Seafood Festival.
This little car is a Trabant. Powered by a two-stroke pollution generator that maxed out at 18 hp, the Trabant was made of a fiberglass, reinforced with recycled fibres like cotton and wood. Designed in the 1950s, the Trabant was East…
As I have mentioned in previous posts, whenever we visit a new city, town or village, we always seek out the nearest park or gardens in order to get our bearings and to just soak the atmosphere of the place.
Marseille’s central attraction, the Vieux Port really lives up to its name, the Old Port, but first glances wouldn’t tell you that. It’s a sizable natural harbor, sheltered from the sea, that’s been an important center of trade since it was founded.
Fontaine-de-Vaucluse, in the Luberon area of Provence, is a small village with a big distinction. Its name comes from the spring that is the source of the Sorgue River, and that spring is the largest in France and the fifth-largest in the world.
While staying in Saint-Remy-de-Provence for a few days, visiting the market and touring to nearby towns, we also enjoyed a hike out into the surrounding country for two local attractions.
The Orient Express! The very mention of its name brings images of eastern cities, romantic trysts, exotic costumes, shining spires and minarets—and, of course, that’s why it was given that name. It began its run from Paris to Istanbul in…
I couldn’t remember the name of this Ely bookshop when I saw the picture and chose it for a Picture of the Day. So I first went to Google maps, to Street View to find it. No luck, High Street in Ely seems to have been bypassed…
There is a beautiful synagogue in Mád, a village near Tokaj in Eastern Hungary, that is not as popular as it should be amongst visitors. Today it is a Holocaust memorial and represents rare Hungarian synagogue architecture;…
After a brief holiday, I am back to Finding Reiner. I am writing this family mystery as a travelogue ( and as a graphic book illustrated by the fabulous Maria Lebedeva whose illustrations I include here ) for two reasons. First, war stories mean…
I have written a short note about my newly adopted hometown of Weymouth on the southern English coast. Amongst the many delights that we have already experienced was last weekend’s Weymouth Seafood Festival.
