bits & pieces of my travels
This part of Arizona, just outside of Phoenix, is shades of green brown, pops of yellow and red, an earthy sweet smell like Greek Mountain tea. Flat. Jagged. Mountains. Desert, lake, open road, an open-top convertible. Open space, open air, open roads. __ My trip to Phoenix was quick, for a family wedding. I [...]
Jamaica is bluepurple ocean, yellowgrey sunsets, one gazillion stars. Deep greens, Caribbean forest, narrow dirt roads winding through trees turned into paved streets. Abandoned, bright and gated mansions at the top of large hills, gold metal gates, the details of the ironwork on the porches. Colors. Dust. A deep, bitter spice smell in the air, [...]
Epiphany in Bratislava, capital of independent Slovakia,“Pearl of the Danube,” the once coronation site of Hungarian kings. After Christmas quiet with bits and pieces left for the wise men’s arrival. The last few of the wooden Christmas market stalls and small evergreen trees, a wood-carved nativity in the square. Christmas trees inside of a [...]
I didn’t realize England had a smell until I came back to it - faint and ancient. Stories and moss. I'm back where everything makes sense, just pressing unpause. Everything is quiet and slow today. I know how to move between these places. There is sun, and I lose myself in routine.
Over an ocean, other rowing boats. Another river, another Cambridge. Seeking familiar sights, the rhythm of blades breaking the water, at the Head of the Charles Regatta. Homesick for new home from old home.
Cambridge is ungraspable, uncontainable. The universe condensed into this small space, streets squeezed and teaming. An explosion. Cobblestones and pavement, the river and the green, the boats and the cows, the history, the High Street. It’s eating gelato on the stone wall and racing on a bike to catch the train to Ely for [...]
