Thumbs up for Nine Hills to Nambonkaha by Sarah Erdman. Travel.
I picked this up as research for a story and within a few pages realized it was not what I needed. But by that time, I’d been hooked by Erdman’s writing. There are so many ways that a white woman’s memoir of her Peace Corps work in an African village could have been irritating or obnoxious.… >> Read more
Thumbs up for City of Gold: Dubai and the Dream of Capitalism by Jim Krane. History/travel.
Astonishingly good. I would wish that all countries had books this riveting written about them, but I don’t think it’s possible; most places just won’t make your jaw drop this often. If this were a story about oil, I wouldn’t find it very interesting. But oil came late and comparatively little.… >> Read more
It’s been way, way too long since I’ve had travel photos to post here, which is not unrelated to the fact that I haven’t had a vacation in way, way too long. My roommate’s brother and sister-in-law invited us to join them for the Fourth. They live conveniently (dangerously?) close to Powell’s City of Books in Portland, OR.
That had nothing whatsoever to do with my decision to join her.… >> Read more
Thumbs up for Clueless In Tokyo: An Explorer’s Sketchbook Of Weird And Wonderful Things In Japan by Betty Reynolds. Travel.
With all these bright fun illustrations, this looks like a kids’ book. It’s not, being a little too honest about all of the things sold in vending machines. It does however seem to be a great book to read before visiting Japan, so, having enjoyed it once, I am keeping it around to re-read when I’m rich and can actually afford to go to Japan.… >> Read more
In spite of its general proximity, neither my fella nor I had ever been to Victoria, BC, so when I saw a LivingSocial coupon for a decent hotel near the town’s main harbor, it didn’t take too much thought to pounce on it. Of course, at that point we didn’t realize how blinking much
the ferries would cost. So the concept of saving money on the hotel was, in the end, rather…moot.… >> Read more
The last dusk. Sigh.
My first thought on waking to our last day in the UK was:
‘Holy crap did she set off the smoke alarm again?! That’s the third time!’
But it was just the obnoxious alarm clock going off like a banshee. Theoretically, I could have slept for another half hour but it was never going to happen after that adrenaline rush.… >> Read more
Today we got up early so that I could go to a half-day hands-on demonstration at Falconry UK while my mother browsed through Thirsk.
I didn’t take my camera because I didn’t want to haul it around and then discover I wouldn’t have a chance to take photos. ‘Hands-on’ implied to me that I wouldn’t.
And sometimes you just want to DO something without framing it through a viewfinder.… >> Read more
I am not ever going to get tired of this view.
When I asked during breakfast yesterday if the B&B owner ever had black pudding, she said, ‘I’ve never made it. In fact I’ve never had any. Didn’t like the look of it.’ Then, sweetheart that she is, she bought some for us, and oh do I love that stuff.
Unfortunately it doesn’t love me.… >> Read more