Category: Travel

  • Finding what you were not looking for

    Finding what you were not looking for

    Open your eyes, look up from the map and see!

  • Vacation is awesome, how to make it last?

    Vacation is awesome, how to make it last?

    Being on vacation is awesome. There is no other way to describe it. Whether the choice is enjoying nature in the mountains or by the sea, alone or with others, basic or luxury; nothing beats the feeling of getting away from the routine of daily life. Or maybe not. What if a vacation type of…

  • 38,841 words and counting

    38,841 words and counting

    That is a lot of words to have written down in some kind of logical order. The first draft was started in July of 2017, before we left on our trip. I knew I wanted to create something which was a record of our travels, but also to serve as a guide. There are so…

  • Why not give it a try?

    Why not give it a try?

    I remember it clearly, standing next to a woman in Barcelona at a dinner party, chatting about the upcoming vote. Even though the event which should have decided Catalonian independence came and went, it was all we could talk about. The big question I had was, “how much better could life in Barcelona get by…

  • Leisurely long days or never-ending nights?

    Leisurely long days or never-ending nights?

    We are about to hit the wall of darkness. Already it is dark in the morning as the work day begins. Soon it will be dark for the journey home, as well. The daylight block of time will get shorter and shorter in the run-up to the winter solstice. It feels foreboding, even menacing to…

  • Life in the Gothic quarter // La vida al barri gòtic

    Life in the Gothic quarter // La vida al barri gòtic

    As the air cools and Mother nature continues her preparations for the long winter slumber, I am reminded of the heat still radiating from the streets and buildings in the gothic quarter. The city of Barcelona is enjoying the late summer festivals. The wind has picked up a bit, but otherwise the days are still…

  • Dirty burger, chicken shop

    Dirty burger, chicken shop

    A year ago we were living in Barcelona. The illegal vote, which was supposed to determine Catalonian independence from Spain, happened. The weather on the mediterranean was fantastic. In my journal, I noted the patio door was wide open in the morning, catching the cool breeze.  We managed to spend many afternoons, at least for…

  • What was your favourite stop?

    What was your favourite stop?

    When people ask us this question, they are somewhat shy, assuming everyone asks the same thing. We agree, yes that is what happens. We all laugh. And then there is silence. An expectant pause, waiting for the answer. That part has become funnier still, for me anyway. How is it possible to distill all those…

  • Travel changes a person

    Travel changes a person

    At a seminar I recently attended, each new speaker introduced themselves by way of what they called PechaKucha. Since the organization had so many unique words of their own creation, I assumed this was an invented practice. But, it turns out that is not the case. “PechaKucha is a real thing”, one presenter told me. …

  • Reacquainting myself with the bus

    Reacquainting myself with the bus

    After using various forms of public transit, in many cities around the world, over the past year, it was a refreshing experience to ride the local routes. In fact, I am not an experienced consumer of the commuter options here at home and always assumed they were not that good. I don’t know why I…