Category: Travel
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Intermezzo
How’s this for a trifecta: Thursday night: dinner in Rome Friday night: dinner in Paris Saturday night: dinner in New York I have finally lived up to my Jet-Set moniker.
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Roma blogging: giovedi. Ciao, Roma!
Again craving something simple and hearty, a pizza perhaps, we acted on a tip from the distinguished Romaphiles, PL & PM, and headed back to Piazza Navona to Da Francesco. No pizza at lunch (a conspiracy to not fire up the ovens during the day?), so spaghetti for both of us. Cacio e pepe for…
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Paris blogging: vendredi encore
Back in the city of lights again. This time, decided to be good citizens and took the RER into town. The problem isn’t so much with the RER as lugging the bags up an down the stairs of the metro. And when we got to Gare Montparnasse, decided it was a bit far and took…
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Toronto: High Atop Bloor
From the “old-man-and-the-Sea-Breeze” department. Holding court at the Roof Lounge tonight–the one truly great bar in Toronto. Sandra Oh and friends were at the next table, but the real celebs were sitting with us, namely composer-turned-pipe-organ-tuner JMS and Can-lit-crit gadfly and man-about-town BA. I know that Sandra is a devoted Cyberkrunk reader, so I didn’t…
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San Francisco: An SFO Story
San Francisco is vying for official status as my second city. At least, my second city in the United States since Paris officially holds the number two spot in my heart (somewhere around the left ventricle, I think). Which makes me quite happy, since for the last eight years I couldn’t conceive of living anywhere…
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Frankentheo Zappamonk
Roland Barthes has died. Or so I just learned. I didn’t even know he was sick. But then, I’m about twenty-five years late in finding this out. I’ve been meaning to read something of his for some time now. Besides this fact, I have come to believe that Renquist was a hardcore nerd (not that…
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Over, Under, Sideways, Down
LGA, 6:13 am: The cab pulls up to the AA departures outside lane. “Thank you sir. You’re a good tipper.” Odd. But that’s not where I meant to begin. That is not where I meant to begin at all. One week earlier. JFK, a somewhat saner hour (the Little Rascals is now over). : The…
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san fran
“Welcome to the most beautiful city in the world.” Just after touching down, the lead of the front attendant crew came over the P.A. and uttered this in his thick Russian brogue. I already liked this guy for his sense of humor–playing up his accent for comic relief in a Bronson Pichot kind of way,…
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Command Blogging
When the second best writer I know tells me to blog more, dammit, I’d better do as I’ve been told. Especially when I see cyberkrunk linked at the top, mind you, of his blogroll. I teared up a little when I saw that. But maybe it was just continuing ill after-effects of that late Wednesday…