Well, Hello Berlin. . .
Last post, I waved to you from the train as we left Paris, but I was coy about our destination. If you’ve been following me on Instagram, you will know by now that we’re in…
View PostLast post, I waved to you from the train as we left Paris, but I was coy about our destination. If you’ve been following me on Instagram, you will know by now that we’re in…
View PostWe’re waiting for the train, and I’m going to try again to post something. I wrote a post this morning with some photos from our two days in Paris, walking and walking and walking…. And…
View PostHaving spent the day getting myself from Bordeaux to Paris, arriving here in time to enjoy a walk from Montparnasse hotel 6 kilometres across Paris on a sunny Sunday afternoon, working my Rimowa through the…
View PostAs I begin re-reading Chapter 11 of “The Story about the Shoes,” the section of Elena Ferrante’s My Brilliant Friend recounting the girls’ adolescence, I see the easy temptation to think poorly of Lenù for…
View PostI’m sorry, but I’m going to be cheating a bit for this post. I’m short on words and long on photographs right now and trying to figure out how best to take advantages of Five…
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