I realised at some point that I took just too many photos in Bruges to make them reasonably fit into a post.
Ce, hache, i…
¡Chi, chi, chi, le, le, le…, viva Chile!
I’m way behind with the posting ‘schedule’ this year, so the chronology on this thing is all kinds of crooked.
But this one is recent-you have been blessed!
After the fact- thankfully after- when I was telling a friend about our trip to Belgium and mentioned that the weather was not always perfect, he responded with the politest of ‘what did you expect responses’. Something like: ‘Yes, I was wondering why you chose to visit Belgium in the springtime.’
Belgium, it seems, has a bit of a reputation for rain.
And Ghent, my friends, was a little bit Grey.
It’s been nearly six years of living in Germany, and over three of being in Berlin. And yet, until last weekend, I had never visited Tempelhofer Feld.
It feels right to begin Montreal with a church. Mostly because I have that ‘Catholic Confession’ feeling running through my head whenever I think of all things blog related.
“Forgive me I have sinned. It has been six weeks since my last blog post”
It’s gonna be a long one folks, strap yourselves in. Read More
We arrived in Lisbon in the late afternoon, and took a bus from the airport into the city. A bus which played music that flittered back and forth between not-quite golden oldies and what I can only assume were Portuguese classics. Read More
I know what you’re going to say.
In fact, I can hear your voice, the tone of it, as you say it.
All you ever do is eat.
Which isn’t true. Not even remotely so. Read More
Every now and then, someone in your life has a rather fantastic idea.
This time, that someone was Ella, and the idea was to Enter the Hallerbos at the height of spring.