Tagged: Beer

0

Keeping Croatia in the top 5

I learned this week that Croatia is in the top five alcohol consumers of Europe. The list looks like this: Truly, I’m surprised. C and I often talk about how rarely we see drunk people roaming the streets of Zagreb. It just doesn’t happen. As far as we can tell,...

0

Just one word

In response to my post yesterday my dad, who is a very wise person, suggested that a post a day was maybe too much. Why not just one word, he said? The word he chose was ‘teapot’. He couldn’t have chosen a word closer to my heart (except maybe for...

0

Embracing failure

Just about every month, I don’t know why, but I determine that next month I’mma gonna post a blog post a day. Well, I thought the same for October, and no surprises but it’s the 3rd and this is my 1st blog post. I don’t know why we decide to...

0

Source of the Thames

It was on visiting Oxford on a hot, hot day in 2004 that I decided that I wanted to find the source of the Thames. I didn’t know right then that that is what I was after, what I was pursuing. All I knew was that I wanted to know...

0

The witching hour

It’s still yesterday. I mean, I’m still writing about the last day I wrote about. One day, so much to say. It’s still yesterday. I left Richard the Steeplejack at Coleby church and carried on with my walk which continued along the ridgeway and passed through the small town of...

0

Between the buttocks of a naked statue

I am sitting between the buttocks of a naked statue and an ancient water pump and in the midst of, alternately, the smell of herbal cigarettes and fried pastry. Croatian men have deep resonant voices that sound unreal, as in they don’t actually sound real, a bit forced or something....

0

A bumpy day

I couldn’t let my shoe disaster stop me in my tracks. I now had a new pair of shoes, and it was time to finish the last bit of track from Bardney to Lincoln. I started where I so often started this week – at Lincoln bus station. I caught...

1

A Soleful Day

After catching the bus to Lincoln, it was official that I was no longer a thru-hiker. But I couldn’t let the walk between Woodhall Spa and Lincoln go, well, unwalked. I may not be a thru-hiker, but I’m still insane. So after a few days sight-seeing, it was time to...

0

Lincoln Days

I ended up spending 6 nights in Lincoln. It’s not what I intended, but it’s what happened. I didn’t completely succumb to urban relaxation, though. I still fit in 3 significant walks, as well as a visit to the Cathedral and the Guildhall. I don’t like religion. I have no...