The Slovenian coast is an Adriatic potpourri – complex and multi-layered, a sedimentary culture created through its varied past. Caught in the middle of a centuries long Roman, Hapsburg and Ottoman tug of war, Slovenia emerged as an independent country just recently, in… Read More ›
Life has lapsed into a rhythm. Moving to a new country (and in our case two new countries) is unsettling, so I welcome a bit of balance. But balance morphing into complacency is a problem. I am trying to shake… Read More ›
For two weeks each August I curse the weather Gods, as Budapest wilts under summer’s oppressive heat. I yearn for the frigid days of winter and swear I will never grouse during the inevitable deep freeze (a promise I will break around… Read More ›
Margit Sziget is the recreational hub of Budapest. Walking the island early one fall morning, I am joined by the whippet thin and most serious runners from the city. They jog the five kilometer rubberized track which rings the perimeter…. Read More ›
You can’t stop time – or even pause it. The sand flows through the hourglass unconstrained, taunting. As each grain falls, I hear a nearly imperceptible ping. Reality is calling. I need a plan – just one plan. My problem… Read More ›
The World In Between 