I was planning on having a quietish year this year, and I didn’t take every travel opportunity I was offered for that reason. But I did still go a few places. Some I loved, some I hated, some I barely saw beyond the inside of my hotel room. Read more
Well, I couldn’t leave New Orleans without visiting the grave of Voodoo queen Marie Laveau, could I?
St. Louis No. 1 is the most famous graveyard in New Orleans, probably because she’s buried there. Nick Cage, despite still being alive, also has a grave there. Apparently he bought it after he visited a local voodoo practitioner for help with some life problems, and she told him he’d been cursed and would need to buy a plot in order for the curse to be lifted. Read more
I went to New Orleans for work a few weeks ago, and to my great surprise I didn’t like it at all. However there were lots of beautiful buildings, so even though I wasn’t having a good time I at least got to look at some pretty houses and take some nice pictures while I was there. Read more
I am currently in Modena, and later today I will be going on a tour of a traditional balsamic vineyard. I will then spend all my money on balsamic vinegar despite only arriving yesterday evening, and will have to stretch out about €10 to last the rest of the time I’m here. Read more
Emma mentioned the Travel Link Up, which is this brilliant thing that a load of people do each month, where there’s a specific topic chosen and then everyone writes a blog post about it, and then they all go and comment on each other’s posts, and it’s basically a big travel-related blog love-in.
I’ve been meaning to participate for aaaages but I’m rubbish at getting my act together and doing it.
But this month, it’s about fucking things up, and we all know that’s one of my fortes. So, here goes.
I was in Dublin a few days ago, and it was unseasonably warm (as always seems to be the case when I’m there – I reckon all the talk about bad weather is just a trick so they can keep the beautiful scenery to themselves).
Work was threatening to overwhelm me, and although I wasn’t really up for anything hugely strenuous, I decided that a wander outside would do me good. Especially if it was on the way to a wine shop. Which it was.
It can be weird, as a blogger, to do… well, anything. It’s easy to think that you have to be 100% ‘on’ all the time, so you can remember not to miss anything you might want to write about later.
And trust me, this is even the case if you have a reeeaalllyy tiny reader base *waves at readers*
Last week wasn’t hugely exciting, and I can’t think of anything much to say in the weekly round-up except that there are lots of thrilling events coming up, so future ones will be much more interesting 😉