Fresh woods and pastures new
In each glamourous life, a little laundry must be done. So that’s why I’m sitting in a hot little laundromat called Lavapiumone in Bologna on a Monday night.
From the pictures it looked pretty nice. Clearly it was a promo shot. I was really supposed to go to LaveLave but somehow missed it altogether. It had seats. Continue reading
“Am I the only sane person here?!!? I feel like I’m taking crazy pills!”
Mugatu, Zoolander
I’ve been riding the transit system on the damp coast for about 2 decades (yikes!) now and I’ve come to realise that most people really are like lemmings – where one goes, others follow. And it doesn’t matter how foolhardy the act is, people will follow, not once stopping to think that perhaps they shouldn’t. Continue reading
I call the place I live the damp coast for a reason. It rains. A lot.
Winter is wet, Spring is wet. June is wet. We like to call it June-uary.
Normally our summers start in July, if we’re lucky. August can be dodgy; September and October are cool but usually lovely. I remember one November where it rained for 20 days solid.
But this year the sun started shining in April. And it hasn’t stopped since.
Something has changed. This year we are having an endless summer. Continue reading
So after the big 51, I decided to get outta dodge.
But where to go? The possibilities were endless but, alas, the funds were not. So it had to be quick and cheap. There was a trip to Palm Springs for $700 for 5 days but I didn’t really fancy frying in the desert by myself for 5 days.
In the end, it was an overnighter to La Conner, WA. Why? I’d never been there and it seemed like a nice quiet place to chill out. Continue reading
