One thing that seems to mark the difference in altitude between countries is the bedding. Warmer countries seem to go for blankets whereas Switzerland and Austria went for duvets.
Avignon – the other city of the popes – is famous for its Mistral wind. That makes wearing a short, flowy dress there as bad idea as Marilyn Monroe’s blowing in the wind experience. Granted, my dress was black, but I still had to hold my skirt down as I danced on the bridge of… Continue reading What not to wear in Avignon
Andorra was really nothing more than mountains, banks and petrol stations. We tried being tourists, but apart from official buildings and a playground (with age limits so we couldn’t play) there wasn’t that much to see on a Saturday afternoon. Getting out of the country proved to be difficult. Not because of the customs people,… Continue reading Andorra
Today is June 19. In Barcelona while writing this. The weather was gorgeous yesterday – warm, but just windy enough that I didn’t feel like I was sweating into a tiny puddle outside Sagrada Familia. The hotel was good. It’s in a rather quiet neighbourhood, but close to the Metro, so not far away from… Continue reading Good for me
I’ve spent some time focusing on making a road trip playlist. The reason for this is that I listen to music, but I really don’t like listening to the radio. I get the feeling that even the radio channels that advertise that they have just music, have just as much time with jingles saying they’ve… Continue reading Loathe radio
I don’t know why, but while putting together a soundtrack for my upcoming summer vacation… it ends up being impossibly long. And even then, I’ve excluded a lot of the songs I might have included if I was driving on my own. It’s a weird and eclectic mix that will take us over the two… Continue reading Strange taste in music
It’s rather strange. I’ve spent so much time planning this trip – it’s been in the works for 2 ½ years now – that it was only last week that I realised it was time to start packing.