What a weird and beautiful day! Things feel mixed up and a little ungrounded for me lately: my mind is filled with plans and thoughts of travel, love, work and
Ah, summer in Chicago. It brings sweaty porch beers, unbearable heat waves and–my favorite–street festivals. I missed a couple of my faves while in Europe, but was lucky enough to
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The carpet salesman brought out coffee and glasses of water on a silver engraved tea tray before setting a cup and saucer before me, then his wife, then at the
I wish I could say I drank in the Prado with all the knowledge, sophistication and reverence it deserved. But I didn’t.
Granada was fun. More about it later. Quite possibly the best way to travel, if you have the time, is by train. It takes longer than a plane, but is
Freshly back from the Chicago Cultural Center and an exhibit I’ve been meaning to see for weeks: Morbid Curiosity. I’m in love with all things boney (snicker). Of the skulls
