The St. Olav’s Way starts in Selånger, Sweden, and ends at Nidaros Cathedral in Trondheim, Norway. It follows the road Olav traveled in the summer of 1030. It has been a pilgrimage route since the 11th Century.
Before your tour of Assisi, take the time to learn a little about the two saints, Francis and Clare, that make this Umbrian town the attraction that it is.
There are three Unesco World Heritage sites in Cyprus. Included is one prehistoric site, one classical era site, and some medieval churches.
The following is a list of UNESCO World Heritage sites in South Korea, with links to posts about the ones we have visited. South Korea has 13 Unesco World Heritage … Read more
When you visit Rome, don’t neglect to take some of the easy day trips to other significant attractions. The Roman Emperor Hadrian’s Villa (Villa Adriana in Italian) in Tivoli is … Read more
The tiny country of Belgium has 13 Unesco World Heritage sites, including the only museum, The Plantin Moretus Museum in Antwerp, to hold that distinction. With 13 Unesco World Heritage … Read more
There’s a great variation of UNESCO World Heritage sites in Australia, from the Sydney Opera House to the Tasmanian Wilderness. We’ve visited a few of them, but because of the … Read more
Unlike your typical tour guide, Agung Rai didn’t feel the need to fill every moment with commentary. In fact, other than the basic introductions, he didn’t say too much at all until we’d left Ubud proper and made it out into the rice paddy and jungle countryside.
Then he pulled the well used Toyota SUV off to the side of the road and shut off the engine. We were in the middle of no particular place and he got out of the driver’s side and beckoned us to do the same. After we’d walked a little ways from the truck, he said, “Listen to the water.”
The best advice I’d got in Bali since, “Try the curry.”
Don’t spend all your time on the main streets of Ubud, although they’re kind of fun if you like to shop and be asked if you want a taxi every two minutes. Here’s a list of what to do in Ubud, Bali.
There’s an older man who comes by our villa with his wife a few times a week to do a little gardening while his wife makes smoky offerings to the gods. He’s an unfailingly cheerful sort who always has a bit to say, but doesn’t hang around enough to become burdensome. Until today, he’d always spoken to us in his rather halting English. But today we discovered by accident that we both spoke Spanish, and the conversation got a lot more interesting.
He was the one who told us last week about Tuesday’s cremation ceremony and invited us to attend. And when he came back today, he asked if we’d been there and if we had any questions. Let me describe the ceremony first, so we know what we’re talking about when I get to the questions.