Paris: The B Side

I never tire of this city. Each time is like the first time. Every time the train pulls into Gare du Nord, I feel my stomach do light flip flops in echoes of the heavier ones they did eight years ago when I got off that Eurolines bus from Leuven. And each time I drop … Continue reading

New York Chronicles: Sunday on the Block

So trading the proverbial black dog of a London winter holiday season for the monkey that is New York’s version might make little sense when another option is my hometown is Kingston a.k.a. 26 Celcius. I admit I erred, waited around until it was too late to get reasonably priced tickets and while it is true that … Continue reading