I can’t remember the last time I bought a pen.
On our return from Argentina, we had a long layover in Santiago, Chile. Lorena suggested we visit the city.
We stayed with Lore’s parents up in the Sierras de Córdoba, rugged green hills filled with horses. The weather there was pleasant and dry with some cool nights. Fortunately, Lore was staying with her parents in Villa Giardino up in the Sierras de Córdoba, rugged green hills filled with horses. The weather there was pleasant for a walk to artists’ colony or to the dam, for a dip in the pool, a horseback ride, or a cook-out.
During layovers I make a little game of learning about the place only from what I see in the gift shops.
American Airline’s flight attendants are a gruff bunch.
I’ve been making my way through some of NPR’s Top Sci-fi Books list, including Ender’s Game by Orson Scott Card.
Terminal D at Dallas-Fort Worth Airport has the advantage of being big and spacious and full of diverting artwork.
There’s this movie that Netflix keeps recommending to me: The People Versus George Lucas. It’s a documentary about where fans (represented in this film by greasy, overweight American Studies majors) think Lucas went wrong with the Star Wars franchise, particularly with the special edition remastering of the original trilogy and his treatment of the new […]
Since tomato sauce and pasta post-date the Roman Empire, I’ve often wondered what ancient Romans ate. One staple of their cuisine was garum, a fermented fish sauce. Some researchers on a PBS show were trying out a batch of homemade. I have a book a about the rise of sugar as a commodity and its […]