Having just returned from a month in Göteborg, I can attest that the place really is this laid back.
Just a little yé-yé to tide you over until I can actually write something. I got back from (beautiful, glorious) Florida Monday evening and promptly took over for my wonderful editor at the paper, who is taking his own much-needed vacation, Tuesday morning. I am busy beyond belief and I am actually between trips — [...]
I haven’t found any tar balls on the beach yet, and I’ve already been to both coasts. Oh yeah, on Friday morning I got to ride a fuckin’ manatee! Not really, but I definitely swam with a bunch in the murky waters of so-called Crystal River. They felt slimy. More on that later, when I [...]
I’ve been counting down the hours to Wednesday and Memorial Day weekend because our trip to San Antonio for Amerivespa starts off a summer of travel that will take me to the other side of the globe and back. I am excited. May 27-31 — AmeriVespa 2010 in San Antonio day ride to New Bruanfels [...]
It was CLH who turned me on to the Polynesia Pop craze, but it fits in perfectly with my love of all things Midcentury. Most people don’t understand the Hawaiian shirts, cocktail culture and exotica music. The DVD of Tiki looks like a good primer to explain how Polynesia went from culture to kitsch in [...]
The Lorraine Motel on our 2008 visit to Memphis, TN.
As you have no doubt surmised, I’m in vacation mode. I’m leaving this morning for a week-long Texas road trip that will culminate in Big Bend, where I’ll be spending New Year’s Eve with CLH and some friends, including the geologist who takes tequila shots with halite. This geologist friend is the same person who [...]
.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; } .flickr-yourcomment { } .flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; } .flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } the georgian hotel, heh, originally uploaded by absentmindedprof. This is where I’m staying in L.A. (well, Santa Monica) right now. Built in 1933. Walking distance from everything. Right across from the [...]
Der Spiegel has an excellent account of the events of the Berlin Wall’s destruction.
A year ago I met CLH in Germany and proceeded to spend five days and four nights in Berlin, a city I knew nothing about and was only minutely interested in. It ended up being one of my favorite places in the world. I wish I could say I remember watching The Wall fall on [...]