Your night bus from Ankara arrives in far southeastern Anatolia earlier than you expected. It is mid-morning when you climb out into the light of…
Finnegan and Anastasia had rented a donkey, loaded it with two paniers, and gone to visit Anastasia’s grandmother, the matriarch of the Demetriades. This was…
After a few days they came to Naxos, the home of Ariadne and the white wine. And also the home of Anastasia Demetriades who claimed…
When we travel halfway across the planet to Delphi, we’re going to put some questions to the Oracle, aren’t we? You bet! We’ve put our…
There is no sign. No conventional marking or advertising. The hours are not posted. It is like Brigadoon in this way: part of the magic…
It is our last day in Palermo and we are seated in the cheery, maraschino red dining room of the Seralcadio Bed and Breakfast when…
Pizza. You have an image, don’t you? I write the word and a picture appears in your mind. Perhaps it is the family favorite from…
From Sassari in the north, we make our way by bus toward Cagliari on the the island’s southern tip. It’s springtime in Sardinia as we…
How can we be departing France already? Hefting my bag onto the shuttle van that will take me aboard the Kalliste, our night ferry to…
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