“Biglietti per favore”. Startled, my eyes pop open. I am not in India, in fact the train home from Innsbruck has crossed the border and I am back in Italy. Outside the window everything is …
India
Incomprehensible.For the western tourist in India, this is the word one keeps coming back to when considering India as a player in the modern world. Incomprehensible – incredibly so.Staggering poverty, disease, filth, toxic pollution levels, …
In India part 1
The fact that the cobra’s head was not 20 cm from my bare calf, and flicking it’s tongue at me, and I had nowhere to go to move out of the way was not what …
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India, Here We Come
My first 24 hours in India were spent trying to figure how to leave. Our arrival in the south was met with typical Indian chaos. Transported from airplanes to a small village where few had …
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Coming Full Circle
In yesterday’s Blog entry I said that in the fall we often take stock of our lives. After I wrote this I had my own little back to the past encounter triggered by the discovery …
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Europe’s Missing Points
For over a year now I have lived in Europe. While still an American, I do find myself uttering Euro phrases, using certain hand gestures only found in Europe, swearing primarily in Italian (so much …
A Morning Walk
This morning I left the house for a morning walk and did something, I am somewhat ashamed to say, that I have have not done in far too long. I took a camera.Inspiration came from …
A few days of fun in the Dolomites
WARNING : FUN PHOTOGRAPHY AHEAD – NOT PROFESSIONAL… The content you are about to view is made from cellphones, point & shoots and with an eye, not for work, but for fun and memories. It …
