I ran to Iran
…square in half the world. -Breadmakers refusing payment, even when offered more than 3 times. -Feeling nervous with all the black mourning flags around mosques then being kissed by strange…
Cuatro Gatos y Un Burro…or the tale of Four Stray Cats and a Lonely Donkey
…their owners had just stepped out to buy bread, yet their homes now lay empty, deserted and doorless among the olive groves. The only sign of life was a lonely…
Socks with Sandals
…HOY or read the English translation before. (PDF en castellano abajo) Up the hill, two distinct, dangerous breeds of dogs ranged across the length and breadth of the wide sidewalk….
…and it was Christmas Eve
…For our yuletide meal back in our hotel room I scrounged up a gaunt roast chicken, some flatbread and honey covered pastries to go along with the six beat up…
New Year’s Revolutions
…times it can help when trying gain a clearer perspective on things to come…when bread and circuses no longer cut it. A new year lay ahead of us after more…
How Many Horsemen were there?
…identity, all conjure up images of birch tree forests, thick brown breads, heavy cuisine with lots of butter and pickled everything. What doesn’t necessarily come to mind are sunburns and…