In the Name of the Rose

I feel especially guilty for not writing about Portland, because I really got such good vibes from the city. I was there almost a month ago and could easily imagine going back. The motto “Keep Portland Weird” is one that I can respect. I stayed near the Mississippi neighbourhood, a stretch of bars, cafes, restaurants…

Twist and Shout

It seemed essential and yet difficult to keep twisting and turning when wandering the streets of Chicago. Each building was more impressive and shiny than the last, so it was a relief when my wonderful hosts suggested an architectural boat tour. The Chicago skyline glints and glitters up close and is even better seen from…

My Kind of Town

The time came to leave the Pacific North West. I’ve lost track of how many stages there are to my travels, but Chicago deserves a top billing. Maybe it’s because I’m with family. Maybe it’s because I get to sleep in a room of my own. Maybe it’s the glorious weather. Maybe it’s the feeling…

Sleepless in Seattle

I had to go for that title. I was genuinely sleepless in Seattle, as I have been throughout the whole trip so far. Hostels, although bargain-priced, do not facilitate my nighttime overheating. My confession: I didn’t feel the love for Seattle until the day I left. There was something missing. It wasn’t a lack of…

While we were sleeping

I have a habit of waking up in the middle of the night and staying awake. While I’m in North America, it’s a good time to message my love and my family and friends at home. This morning, there was a very early news alert about a shooting in an LGBT nightclub in Orlando. No…

To market! To market!

Holidays when I was younger were always taken with the Brackens. First to Rosscarbery, then to Portugal and the Canaries, the eleven of us would cause consternation in small restaurants and on beaches. Food was always fresh and local, especially fish that had just jumped out of the sea on to a hot grill. One…