I left Ragusa early to catch my bus to Catania... again ... where I’d have to transfer to a train that would take me all the way up to the northwestern area of Sicily, Palermo. It was going to be a very long day. Ragusa For once, I actually felt confident about my bus from Ragusa. There was actually a bus station... AND a man at the ticket desk who specifically told me where to go, where the bus would be arriving, when to get on, and when it would leave. Phewf! What a refre

WHO hands over their entire financial lifeline over... in Italy... the pickpocket capital of Europe... to a complete stranger?  WHILE I'M STANDING ON THE ROAD DRINKING!!! Me. Apparently, me. I spent the next ten minutes berating myself for committing what might (potentially) be the stupidest mistake of my entire travel career. Rookie move. Classic me.

Whenever I mentioned I was going to Bordeaux, the response was almost automatic… “You must visit the Cité du Vin!” The what? Apparently,...

In my last post, I talked about what I really love ( and don’t love ) about Paris… but really, what I should have done was sum it all up...

When we returned the rental car, everything was, of course , perfect. Gas tank full / clean / no damage. I signed the return invoice,...

I know I blether on and on and on about the cold, but it’s a major contributing factor into why I leave Canada in the winter. Sure,...

We did manage to eventually escape Colmar in our vehicle… but not until later on in the afternoon. Unfortunately, the weather wasn’t as...

So I left Middelburg… I was pretty sad to say goodbye to Tom and Merel, especially after reconnecting after all this time. 25 years is a...

My trip down memory lane continued… and at times, I have to admit, it tends to become a little all-encompassing. ~ Yes, I love to...

One thing about integrating myself back into Western civilization that I felt was difficult to come to terms with was the excessive use...

I'm not always the brightest star in the sky, and my intelligence seems to plummet further when I'm off exploring the world. I think I'm...

Ugh... the dreaded day had finally arrived. My 50th birthday. It's a tough one, suddenly realizing that you're old. I remember feeling...