Indecision In The Foothills

Day 4 on the subcontinent and the haze refuses to clear. Thankfully it seems to have lost the yellow-grey tint of Delhi and Mumbai. I suppose that means it’s cleaner now. The blue sky sits above a vague, formless sea of vanilla. No sign of the mountains yet. They too are lost to the unrelenting blanket. A fellow countryman of mine and I shared a laugh over the character who, in his mind no doubt,

Storms, Cliffs And A Passage To India

Storm Eleanor just so happened to be battering the coasts of the UK and France as I crossed the English channel on New Year’s Eve.  It was the penultimate stage of my trip from Rome to the south coast of the UK and by that point ( complements in part of a canceled boat that stranded me in Calais for a bonus three hours ) I had been on the move for over 25 straight

Roman Holiday

Despite being the first film to star Audrey Hepburn, (which she incidentaly won an academy award for) Roman Holiday is without a doubt one of the sadest movies I have ever seen. That last shot of Gregory Peck walking out of the palace before stoping to take one last look back at the place he and the princess so recently occupied and shared their final moment together is perhaps the most profound of the whole

Dreams Of A Bright Christmas And Live From Pompei

If you have to be alone on Christmas, Amalfi is a pretty good place to be.  Last Christmas was spent on the Oregon coast with the family and the lover and I would be a liar to say the contrast didn’t plague my heart.  Luckily, there be mountains out there.   If one needs to flee the blues one need only follow the steep and winding paths of the old Amalfi republic deep into the mountains. 

The Longest Night To Christmas Eve

As Neil Degrasse Tyson would gladly and outspokenly point out, the phrase “it’s always darkest before the dawn” is, in an astronomical sense, not true at all. The implied sentiment of course is that things seem at their worst just before day breaks and the savior swoops in, thwarting the enemy who was at the threshold of victory just before they could deal the final stroke, and all is again right with the world. I