Instead of pintxos, we actually had a meal for lunch yesterday the Parte Vieja (Old Part) of San Sebastián. The restaurant was called Ubarrechena and, according to the big blackboard … Read more
Since it’s winter here, we didn’t come to San Sebastián for the beaches, like most Spaniards and French do. We came for the food. All of the Basque Country of … Read more
I went to Sintra, too, but I’m not going to be able to improve on Byron’s ode to it’s beauty. Poor, paltry slaves! yet born ‘midst noblest scenes— Why, Nature, … Read more
Probably the first thing you’ll notice about Lisbon, if you’ve just come from Madrid as we had, is that the heat is just as impressive. Except, that unlike the dry … Read more
I don’t know why I picked eight things to tell you about Bangkok. It’s an arbitrary number, I know. But, I’ve heard that eight is generally regarded as a lucky number in Asia. I was in Bangkok for eight days. That might have something to do with it, but I don’t like to read too much into these things.
For those who have never had a Thai massage, you’re in for something different. In contrast to the soothing, along-the-line-of-the-muscle Swedish style prevalent in the US, the Thais believe that they should rub hard across the grain of the muscle. This has the effect of stretching your connective tissues, such as tendons and ligaments, in directions they’ve probably never been in before. Honestly, it hurts. But, after it’s over, you’ll ask yourself why the hell haven’t I been doing this all my life?