Culture in a Cup
I’m never drawn to the proper side of life, I prefer the messy – yet something was drawing me into the sophisticated side of Vienna….
I’m never drawn to the proper side of life, I prefer the messy – yet something was drawing me into the sophisticated side of Vienna….
After a lovely break in Carrion de los Condes and getting treated to a scrumptious steak dinner from a retired doctor from Canada, things could…
Some people drink a Diet Coke a day, or have a daily piece of chocolate, or a daily route they take to work – daily…
I had never really considered Vienna before, however upon reading an article by Andrew McCarthy in National Geographic last fall, it came onto my radar….
It wasn’t until I got off the train in Vienna that I realized just how long I had been in Italy. I disembarked the train…
Most of this week, I felt like a cartoon character – the one with the big cloud over my head with rain pouring down just…
If Venice is named the Floating City, then Cimitero San Michele should be named the Floating Dead. Yes, it sounds eerie, but cemeteries can also…
The Rialto Market is buzzing with activity; boats pull up to docks and burly men unload crates of blood red oranges and artichokes, locals laugh…
“Thou shall not steal” is known as the eighth commandment – Christianity is built on the Ten Commandments. Yet somehow, the holiest of places in…
Put the word “secret” in front of anything, and you’ll get people’s attention. It conjures up thoughts of voyeurism, hushed tones, sneaking around, mafia, politics,…