South Africa, part three Almost an hour late for pick-up Han Solo rushed into our hotel informatively proclaiming: “We already got some ‘technical issues’… with our very ‘South African’ car…” It was our first day of a three day holiday taking us out of…
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A rooftop view
South Africa, part two From the ceiling water dripped rhythmically into buckets placed systematically along the church benches. It was an early Friday morning and I was at St. George with Mickey Mouse to partake in the monthly sermon held…
For richer or poorer
South Africa, part one The bus took myself and Don Quijote from Cape Town airport into the city. First the landscape was empty, with occasional buildings hiding between a tree or two in the plentitude of grass. As in silent…
Cribs: The hobbit hole
In old folklore, cold iron was thought to hold the power to repel fae. Underlying idea was that the human forged iron was no longer ‘of nature’ and was therefore a weapon against the old spirits. Throughout history it was…
Canoodling knödel
The cable car took us steadily higher and higher up the mountain. The view was spectacular on one of these last-days-of-summer. Showing guests around I too got to see the city from above for the first time. The new…
Du-du-du-du-da-da-desperate
Merging with my eardrum is my new favorite song (BRONCHO – Class Historian). It makes me so ridiculously happy it is beyond silly. I concur: ’til now I’m doing great doing well is pretty vague Happiness is currently…
Hunting the Carolina Reaper
Today was one of those perfect days. The warming sun was mildly hot and accompanied by the sweetest of summer breezes. On our bikes in the South Tirolean country side we were on a mission: to acquire the (according to…
Turkish delight
A few days ago I returned from a couple of “work” weeks in Istanbul. As too often when many impressions impose, I find myself exhausted in need of reflection. This time, and to be blunt, I do not know how…