Tag Archives: travel

Innsbruck Cafe

23 Feb
Austria, you are not real life.

Austria, you are not real life.

The cafe is a cramped, chairs line the bar, leaving a narrow pathway to the back where it briefly expands to allow tables. The arched stone ceiling leaves little excess room, forcing the staff to crouch through the pantry door. Continue reading


24 Hours in Milan

22 Feb
Meep Meep!

Meep Meep!

After traveling all night, we touch down in Milan at 8am. By the time we clear customs, pick up an Italian SIM, and board the train, it’s after 10am. We drop our bags at our apartment just around the corner from Piazza Duomo and quickly make our way to a lunch of pizza and beer in a basement, it was like high school, but better, much better. Forget that shredded bulk “cheese” and freezer burned sausage (that’s probably mostly soy anyway), these melted mounds of mozzarella and halved balls of sweet sausage are what pizza is all about. Where was this when I was in high school? Why did they let me eat that frozen crap?

We stumble down the road a little further to Pasticceria Marchesi where, drunk on exhaustion, we order two cappuccinos, an espresso macchiato, and latte macchiato. The caffeine jolted our bodies to function, but our minds remained in a fog. Continue reading

Dinner on the Spree

12 Sep

spree 2I’m looking for a new restaurant, I’ve eaten at the Italian cafe on the water overlooking the Berliner Dom at least once a day. No mater what direction I start walking, the curving streets I turn down always bring me back there. It’s nearing 8:30, I’m famished from a day in the hot sun, and so far the offering I’ve found are quick-stop tourist spots, I see the cafe ahead, so I return.

The wheat-gold light of the setting sun is gently lighting the surfaces and filling the spaces of the Berliner Dom. The angels on the rooftop seem to be reaching to the sun, while the reaper-like character stands, back turned with a cloak covering most of its down-turned head. Continue reading

Visiting Turkey was kind of like being drafted as the Doctor’s companion.

2 Jun
Homes along the Bosphorus.

Homes along the Bosphorus.

The thing that makes stories like Doctor Who, Alice in Wonderland, Stargate, and all that vampire crap so wonderful to the viewers is that they offer you the idea that there is something more to this world, something magical, beyond your office, beyond your daily commute, beyond life as we know it. They offer the viewer the possibility that maybe someday The Doctor, Lieutenant General George Hammond, or Dr. Allison Blake will come knocking on their door. My first trip to Istanbul was that magical.  Continue reading

Airplane bathrooms make you old.

1 Sep

A diaper might be a better option.

Airplane lavatories are an alternate universe where everyone is a 96-year-old invalid. Continue reading