Cake is a breakfast food in Bratislava. Actually, I stand corrected, it’s an anytime food here. Who knew?! Vienna is renowned for its coffeehouse culture. They have nothing on Bratislava. Cafes are ubiquitous and are a purveyor of coffee, cakes, wine, beer, hot chocolate, sandwiches and… Read More ›
We Americans love Chuck Norris jokes. I learned that this week. My first reaction was, “Chuck Norris, isn’t he dead?”. I don’t think it’s right to tell jokes about dead people. Then I realize, no, that’s Gary Busey. No one was tougher than… Read More ›
Takahiko-san is a delightful, tiny Japanese woman; gregarious and multi-lingual, an aging school marm with a neat as a pin hair bun. She’s also a relentless stalker. After rambling around Cheung Chau Island, I stroll thru the food courts before jumping the ferry back to… Read More ›
Corporate America sent me to Hong Kong last week. It’s a mixed blessing, never quite the dream vacation my friends imagine but a chance to experience a place I’ve never seen. With Pat out-of-town for four weeks, there’s no use whining. … Read More ›
An ancient and shrunkened woman passed by me as I walked into old town. She was one of those elfin older people with hair which ressembles a mature dandelion. At any moment, the wind could blow and cascade her to the fields. Before my eyes… Read More ›
The World In Between 