I have the not-so-pleasant start to the day when I walk into my kitchen and turn on the tap, and nothing comes out. Advertisements
To do, or not to do. Unlike Hamlet’s entirely existential question, mine is more of a kinetic quandary, requiring action, in one form or the other.
On Zadar’s beautiful seaside promenade or Riva, I gave into the husband’s urgings to pose for a “candid” shot with a bronze statue.
It was a quandary that I hadn’t expected to encounter. Not in Bologna.
Chekov, and an onion. No, that’s not the name of a short story, although it does have that kind of pithy ring to it.
With all of the hoopla surrounding Christian Grey and his shenanigans betwixt the pages of the “Fifty Shades of Grey” trilogy, it is a fact easy to forget.
The first time I came across gazpacho was in one of my Mom’s old cookbooks.
We’ve all done it sometimes. Used food to describe people.
Most visitors make a beeline for it’s better known cousin, Lake Bled. But for travellers who take the time to venture further, Lake Bohinj surpasses all expectations.
“Next stop, Big Wave Beach” said Paulo, our driver for the day, ushering us back to the car.