Here’s the thing about Innsbruck. If you’re just passing through, you’re going to have to choose: the mountains or the city. The city is full of diversions — museums, shopping, historical buildings and monuments. The mountains, well, we don’t know. We chose the city, you see, in spite of the fact that Ski School Innsbruck …
Never in a million years would I have thought I’d find someone in Austria, not to mention in our town, to play the uke with. Silly me. Believe it or not, we may turn up a third player before we get together again. SUPA, we’ll rumble ya in a round of Muss I Denn and …
January: We take a bath under a crescent moon and then go for coffee. February: England is exactly as you imagine it to be. A green and pleasant land, indeed. March: The culinary adventure known as the Jackson Street Crawl begins. April: Matzoh isn’t so bad. Really. May: Work could be going better. I’m just …
I’m all about trusting the locals. When someone who lives in the area suggests it might be a good idea to [verb] at [place name], well, what the hell, right? They’re the local, they know better. In general this serves the good natured traveler well and you’ll end up [verbing] the [superlative adjective] [object] you’ve …
In a few days, Austria assumes the EU presidency. There’s a PR frenzy around this event of course, including a partially state funded billboard project that shows, among other things, a three way where the participants are wearing masks of Jaques Chirac, George Bush, and the Queen of England. The organization responsible for posting the …
Shaun’s pics from the Real Canadian Superstore reminded me to take the camera with me today when we went to get groceries. I never get tired of supermarkets in places that are not my home town. It could be Italy, where the selection of olive oil is matched only by the selection of biscotti, or …