Where winding roads, rusty rails, iffy health and lean budget meet the calm
While sick in bed for over a week, finished the 3 of José Saramago’s (Nobel Prize for Literature, 1998) books, we bought from bookstore Livraria Lello in Porto, Portugal. Can’t decide if Death at Intervals (known also as Death with Interruptions) or Blindness takes the first prize, but leaning towards Blindness. Back to writing.
Tue, Jul 11 and Jul 14
We didn’t stay in Kelowna and in hindsight it was a good thing that I could not book a campground there. But we drove through it on the way into and out of the Peachland RV Park, where we had booked 3 nights. Continue reading “Driving through Kelowna, a flash back in time”
“Season of mist and mellow fruitfulness…” (J. Keats)
There are many reasons we started this storyline – Continue reading “Why Thinking in Autumn Colours?”
Life is a savage joker. One day you are on the top of a mountain enjoying the beauty of the waters below with twinkling sunrays’ sparkles and crags reflections. Continue reading “Life as a wild joker”
No, not really but it for sure is overwhelming. In the hospital Alex had 3 shifts of nurses, 3 shifts of patient assistants Continue reading “Ontario Home Care sucks and I wanna quit”
I’ve been sitting on this post for two years now. It is a difficult subject, related to a very close University friend of mine. Continue reading “Krasi”
In Bulgarian cuisine, “Tsiganska (or Ciganska) banitsa”, translated as “Gypsy banitsa”, is a slice of fresh, preferably hot bread seasoned with sweet paprika, salt and oil. Continue reading “Have you heard of “Tsiganska banitsa”?”
It’s only mid November. Only!? By now I’d have charted multiple itineraries for the next year’s travel, after concluding the current year’s of course. Continue reading “What were we thinking?”
This is part of our extended family. For those of you that live in the outskirts of a city it may be usual, but we live in the middle of a city. Continue reading “Wildlife in our backyard”
Bureaucracy exists in each and every country. In some, one can talk to people and sometimes run into a helpful person. Continue reading “In Covid times Kafka is still laughing”
There are so many things that are not in one’s sight when younger and even less when one is running on the survival treadmill. Retirement is one of them. Continue reading “Kafka is laughing in his grave”
April 23. Still 2020?
I don’t know about you, but for me time seems to have stopped. A day feels like a year. What did I do this morning? Or yesterday? Was there a yesterday actually? Continue reading “Covid-19: When flagged as high-risk”
The speed with which everything is changing is frightening. We don’t even have time to analyse emotions or for the emotions to sink in. Continue reading “Lightspeed”
A Black Swan is a metaphor describing a highly improbable event with three principal characteristics. Continue reading “The Black Swan”
So, where and what are my alternatives to using a car? (Continued from the previous post.)
We just came out of a messy election. Continue reading “On Public Transportation, Climate Change and Political Paralysis – Part 2”
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