Category Archive: critters

Anuradhapura: monkeys, tuk tuks, and something sacred for 2400 years

I gave Anuradhapura short shift in my last blog; there is more there than the museum of my emotional decomposition, specifically, the ruins of Sri Lanka’s oldest capital city, dating back to the… Continue reading

Miracles, misery, and memory on my last night in Turkije.

We live in an age of casual miracles. Yesterday I woke up in Hasankeyf, and went to bed in Diyarbakir. Tonight I will sleep in Istanbul, and tomorrow I will travel to Tel… Continue reading

So nasty. So beautiful. Hasankeyf Part 1

It’s 12:21 AM and I would love to go to sleep, but this hotel room is crawling with bed bugs. I pulled the sheet back on each bed to see if one was… Continue reading

Let’s get lost until we bleed

The hostel in Fethiye was full, but they let me sleep on one of the hookah-smoking platforms on the covered terrace for half the price, so I woke to a view over the… Continue reading

Zeus is just the beginning.

Today was a beautiful day for love at first sight, and then heartbreak. I took a local shuttle bus, a “dolmuş” in Turkish, to The Cave of Zeus, (one of three hereabouts) named… Continue reading

The country is freezing, and in unrelated news: if I stay too long I’ll have to eat the ones I love.

Spring is waiting for something this year. It’s the first time Belgium has had this much snow in mid-March since 1952, it’s the coldest March (23rd at least) since 1873, and the big… Continue reading

Even being mauled by a wild animal was…familiar.

Back in Western Europe, the Low Countries, my second home. It felt good to be back, a little bizarre, and bizarrely familiar. Dutch felt like a familiar game, more familiar to me than… Continue reading

This info comes with a couple of cuties

Animals have half the answer.   They don’t worry, plan, or stress about abstract possibilities; they live in the present moment only, heeding past lessons but not dwelling on them. That’s humanity’s gift,… Continue reading

~Guest blog from/for my friend Lisa in South Africa

Today I’m reblogging, but wordpress and blogspot don’t seem to allow cross-website reposting. I feel like the proverbial kid whose parents won’t talk to each other. In the summer of 2010, before I’d… Continue reading

The new guy in my life.

You can tell me the truth. That blog I wrote about the veggie pasta I cooked? It sucked, I know. I wasn’t sure what to say during this stationary interlude, and tried to… Continue reading