Our first stop in Spain after a long travel day from Morocco, was the home of our dear friend Candace, Llançà. It’s a small, quiet village near the border of France along the Mediterranean coast. Idyllic? Absolutely! And, she was kind enough to not only host us, but drive us around the beautiful Costa Brava region.…
“Without cafés and newspapers, it would be difficult to travel. A paper printed in our own language, a place to rub shoulders with others in the evenings enable us to imitate the familiar gestures of the man we were at home, who, seen from a distance, seems so much a stranger. For what gives value…
Salvador Dali was born in the town of Figueres, Spain which lies near the Spanish border with France along the Mediterranean coast. It is also the site of the Dali museum, the place in which he spent his last few years, and the place he is buried. It’s a wonderful little town quite proud of its…
Gibraltar is an odd place. It’s tiny and most of the space is taken up by a massive rock in the middle of the peninsula, namely the Rock of Gibraltar. “The name Gibraltar is the Spanish derivation of the Arabic name Jabal Ṭāriq (جبل طارق), meaning “Mountain of Tariq” (Wikipedia). It’s a British Overseas Territory,…
A quick video of the Hungarian Changing of the Guard ceremony – my new fascination of sorts – at the Presidential Palace in Budapest, Hungary. This one is different than most, in that it also includes drums.
While in Prague, we visited Prague Castle. It is a massive complex perched atop a hill across the river and overlooks most of the city. Though not as elaborate or as well-organized as Wawel Castle in Krakow, Poland, it was still impressive. The buildings were beautiful, especially the Saint Vitus Cathedral with its incredible Gothic architecture…
A few days ago, I took another trip around the area to the old stomping ground of my friend, Slimane. Below are some images of Ksar Tayarza and surrounding area in which he grew up. This particular ksar is not as old as some of the others in the area, though it is still quite old.…
I had made plans to travel to and stay in London a few months earlier, but circumstances being as they were, I needed to change plans and decided to begin in Dover. What began as an inconvenience turned into one of my more amazing trips. Instead of remaining within the city, I explored the countryside…
Next to the border to France is a small Spanish town named Cadaqués. As you can hopefully see from the photos below, it is a lovely, picturesque place. Sorry if some seem redundant, I couldn’t choose which I liked best. While their, our friend Candace, introduced us to an ex-patriot artist, Beverly Fettig, who rents…
Though we spent only a few days in what will be our new site, we have fallen in love with the scenery and the people. Though this year’s rains have made it much greener than usual, beauty abounds. Here are some scenes from a tiny desert town.
