It appears that the amount of writing I do is inversely proportional to the amount of sun and beach I’m exposed to. I hope I don’t have to move to Seattle or Cornwall to rediscover the muse. These photos, though, will be followed later with some words. I spent a solo day in the beautiful… Read More In Sóller, Mallorca
As a passing retrospective of one year in Spain, I am almost obligated to make inventory of what has made the time well-spent. So the following is a synopsis of my, you read correctly, top 81 places, events, observations and impressions of my Spanish life. They are in conjunction with “My Oyster, Part 1″ and… Read More My Oyster, Part 2: A Top 81
Villages seem to develop a particular character when they find themselves clinging to the sides of tilted and rough terrain, spilling into valleys over terraced ground. Cathedrals appear more substantial, monuments with steeples and bell towers pierce the sky with more authority, especially when viewed from a lower vantage point. On the northwest coast of… Read More Dime Cosas…The Steep Side of Mallorca
When one takes to the time to recollect the evidence of experience, without the weight of sentimentality, through conversation, stories, or solitary reflection, the result can be unexpected. Here is a quick collection of some of the photographs I’ve taken, each picture representing something great and memorable in my experience and life here in Spain.… Read More España, condensed. (Photo highlights up to 1-8-2011).
Near the small village of Sant Elm, on the westernmost point of Mallorca, there is a collection of coves and beaches, surrounded by jagged, granite cliffs and winding one-lane roads. Most of the northwest coast of the island consists of this rugged landscape, in contrast to the plains and beaches of Palma. Just off the… Read More A Good Saturday
There are times during travel when a place is so stimulating and refreshing that one is able to appreciate the moments immediately, instead of later on, through the filter of sentimental memory. On the small beach of Cala Pregonda in Menorca, after a dusty half-hour walk through prickly fauna and hissing wind, there is a… Read More Naked wind of Menorca, Part 1