Genoa Italy and Movie Sites
When Galen found out we were in Genoa Italy, he insisted we visit “the multi-coloured fishing village” but didn’t say why. It wasn’t until we arrived that we immediately recognized it as the beautiful setting for the animated film Luca (fish boy grows legs, rides bike, defeats the town bully…) On the earlier bike ride…
Rome in a Day
If you were raised in North America in the 70’s, you might remember eagerly plunging your dirty hands down to the bottom of the Kellogg’s cereal boxes to pull out the “Seven Wonders of the World” cards. Tony the Tiger at the Taj Majal or Egyptian pyramids, the Fruit Loops bird nosing a Greek acropolis…
Cycling “The Wolf’s Lair” in Italy
A week of bikepacking “The Wolf’s Lair” in Italy to celebrate a friend’s 60th birthday? YES! Do I know where the Abruzzo region of Italy is, or who are the other 3 Rugged Men I’ll be sharing meals and beds with, or how to say “Flat Tire” in Italian, or how to ride a bike…
Rocca Calascio – Italy’s Castle in the Sky
Day One of cycling through the stunning Italian countryside ended at the fairy-tale “Rocca Calascio,” which has been declared one of the 15 most beautiful castles in the world by National Geographic. The first day of any ride is always hard as muscles and mind take time to toughen up. Leaving L’Aquila was particularly gruelling…
L’Aquila, Italy
For the next 8 days I’ll be cycling way up in those Abruzzo Mountains of Italy. For now, here’s a quick photo dump from this beautiful city of L’Aquila. It took 6 hours and 3 trains to get here, but oh so worth it! After a devastating 2009 earthquake destroyed much of the town, and…
Living the Legends of Ireland
For a wee tiny nation, Ireland has a huge footprint in global consciousness. In Canada we grew up with Lucky Charms cereal, the Irish Rovers music, leprechauns on 4-leaf clovers, green McDonalds milkshakes for St. Patrick’s Day, and sturdy men in outdoor showers lathered with Irish Spring soap. But a two-week house sit in Schull…
Perfect Day in Ireland
On a lazy Saturday in County Cork, Ireland, we decided to do a Camino training day by walking 20 kilometers. After a half-hour morning dog walk (not part of the 20 km), we drove half an hour along the coast to hike the 14km Goortdubh Loop out of Goleen. The winding one-track road took us…
Turning a House-Sit into a Home
We come through the door timidly, respectfully. The host family welcomes us into Their Space, introduces us to Their Dogs, informs us of how to find and use Their Stuff. They are entrusting Their Precious Home (and animals) to us, their Trusted Housesitters, and in exchange for a free place to stay, our job at…
Paris and the Slow Movement Movement
Paris seems like an odd place to muse upon Going Slow. But a Joy of travel isn’t just seeing new places; it’s how they help you reflect and reshape your understanding of your own wacky ways and world. Slow is not my habitual gear. Whether on the soccer field or plowing through the endless Things…
Flavigny-sur-Ozerain: Medieval Magique
Johnny Depp and Juliette Binoche fell in love here in Flavigny-sur-Ozerain. Belle lamented that “there must be more than this provincial life” in a French town just like this. For one week at least, there was nothing to lament about this Peaceful medieval town. A few hours by fast train South-east of Paris, the long…
Iceland in 3 Days
What can we say about Iceland, or any country, after just three days? For our 25th anniversary we treated ourselves to a stopover in Iceland, just long enough to know that we want to come back for months, not days. A friend asked us for one word to describe Iceland – I’ve managed to winnow…
25th Wedding Anniversary
In celebration of our 25th anniversary, here’s something I wrote just 4 tender weeks into our union. Still every bit as enraptured 25 years later. This time four weeks ago i was a single man, camping with a growing number of close friends old and new along the paths of Mt. Ranier, preparing for a…
Help! Where should we go after Iceland?
As I’ve written before, choosing where to rest our heads when the whole world is our oyster can be difficult. So, we’re asking for your help – where should we go in November? Until then, we have a great itinerary. I’m writing this from the airport on our way to Iceland for 3 days of 25th anniversary celebration. …
3 Ways to Kill Time in Minnesota
Minnesota is a pretty swell place to spend a summer. After selling the house and hitting the road last October, we found ourselves back in the Twin Cities for the summer with the precious opportunity to be with Zekiah for his first professional internship (transportation planning with HR Green, which he rocked!) But at a…
Master Cleanse: Ten Days on the “Lemonade Diet”
After 4 days of Winnipeg Folk Fest, 200 miles of cycling home and a 10-day media cleanse, I was feeling free, clear, strong of body and spirit. It bubbled up in me that it’s time to do another Master Cleanse – the 10-day “lemonade diet” I “enjoyed” 18 years ago. Time to take back control…
Mexico City – the Most Magical of All
I have always been afraid of Mexico City and never wanted to visit. Just as my preconceived notions of Africa paralyzed me my first time there, I somehow envisioned “CDMX” to be a monstrously wide basin so smoggy that it’s dangerous to breathe, so teeming with druglords and pickpockets that leaving the hotel would be…
Mexican Magical City #2: Merida
After the food scarcity of Cuba, Mexican cuisine was an explosion of senses. From the phallic frivolity of street food like the photo above (filled with cream cheese and nutella), to the sophisticated fusion of traditional and modern cuisine of the Yucatan, our final two stops in Mexico were a constant culinary cacophony from market…
Mexico’s Magical Cities: Tekax
After the “boring” beaches of Bacalar, it was time for Ricky to get his small town fix. A deliciously long, slow local bus crawled us to the Mayan town of Tekax, supposedly one of Mexico’s “magical towns” that has been developed to showcase its unique beauty and culture for tourists. Beautiful and cultured it was…
Media Cleanse
Someone told me Trump was shot last week. It bubbled briefly through my bliss then floated away again, unperturbed, unexamined, unrelated to my reality. I’m on day 10 of an unplanned media cleanse. Just imagine: no emails, no New York Times daily digest and Heather Cox Richardson’s “Letters from an American”, no facebook, no netflix.…
Mexican Food Market
The photos I shared from the flower market for Mother’s Day only told half the story – the other side had a bounty of fresh, local, mostly-healthy foods, many of which I actually recognized. I haven’t yet found my writing mojo since landing back in Minnesota, but please enjoy another visual walk through this Mexican…
Beach Bummed in Bacalar
I’m bored. Lying under a palm tree beside the famous 7-coloured lagoon in Bacalar, Mexico, a few hours inland from Cancun. Sucking on the fresh slice of pineapple garnishing my virgin mojito, waiters in crisp white shirts conjuring fresh shrimp ceviche and fish tempura. Clear water just cool enough to be refreshing on this 90…
Mothers Day in a Mexican Flower Market
Mothers Day used to mean a walk down to Fleugers Nursery to buy a few pretty potted plants. But nothing in that annual ritual compares to a visit to Mercado Jamaica – the flower market in Mexico City that never sleeps (or at least, never closes). Now that I’ve finished my 3-part Cuba series (see…
Two Weeks in Havana
“Our time in Cuba was one of my favorites in all our years of travel,” declared my extremely well-traveled wife. The culture shock and sober analysis I shared in my last two posts were real, but the overwhelming experience of two weeks in Havana was WOW! Colonial Architecture Every day we jumped in a “collectivo”…
What Went Wrong in Cuba?
Disclaimer: Anything I might proclaim here about Cuba is incomplete, naive, and based on a dangerous combination of ignorance and idealism. I spent two short weeks in Cuba, only in a few neighbourhoods of Havana. My sources are a university graduate whom we paid twice to spend a few hours with us to answer our…
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Hiking the Camino Francais (800 km) from St Jean Pied du Port (France) to Santiago (Spain) until around the first week in November.
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