Kissing is a mania here. Everyone kisses everyone hello and goodbye, a single, chaste peck on the cheek, or a quick press of the faces while kissing the air. Less … Continue reading Kissing, Late Nights and Rubbish
Kissing is a mania here. Everyone kisses everyone hello and goodbye, a single, chaste peck on the cheek, or a quick press of the faces while kissing the air. Less … Continue reading Kissing, Late Nights and Rubbish
As a break from tweeting pointlessly about drinking coffee in service stations in uninspiring locations like the M5, I thought I’d blog about drinking coffee in much more interesting places. … Continue reading Merienda: Medialunas and cafecitos in Buenos Aires
I did it the wrong way round. First I went to the enormous city of the dead, Recoleta Cemetery, where you can see Evita’s tomb, a flat panel of black … Continue reading On the Evita Trail
In The Art of Travel, Alain de Boton points out that while we are inundated with advice on where to travel to, we hear little of why we should go. … Continue reading Why go anywhere?