Street Food, for the Win

The man at the counter asked what sort of gyro I wanted, pork or chicken. I didn’t let him finish, immediately indicating I wanted the pork. Then he asked what I wanted on it, mumbling a few things until slowly drawing out the word, “delicious?” His voice lingered over the sensual syllables and the word […]

Something to Remember

Well, at last it has happened:I’m back! Butterblogger, my friends, has returned. When last you heard from me I was in Rome headed home. And frankly, I wasn’t doing well. The journey was fine, but my teeth hurt from the fall, I couldn’t properly eat, and I just generally felt terrible. The intervening months have […]

Against Medical Advice

I finally woke – I mean really woke and was able to sit up and process things, at 10 am. I had periodically stirred all night, always noting that the empty 500ml IV bag had not been replaced. At some point breakfast came, involving milk and something I could not eat, so I had kept […]

A Most Imperfect Day

“[Butterblogger] are you OK? Are you OK? You passed out,” is the first thing I remember when I came to. I had woken this morning with a headache and some gastrointestinal symptoms. So I medicated and ate breakfast and was feeling great. My symptoms were truly minor. Our hotel brings a breakfast tray to our […]

Not Trying Too Hard is Sometimes Just Right

One of the challenges I have when traveling is recognizing when it’s time to stop packing stuff into the agenda. Every day isn’t a competition to do as much as I can, and I have to remind myself of that sometimes. Some days are more about the place than a specific site. This was one […]

A Near Perfect Day

In the darkening purple light of a disappearing day, we wound down toward the Amalfi Coast via the pass that cuts from the northern side of the Sorrentine Peninsula to the southern, hugging hairpin turn after hairpin turn. “This is curvy, but I didn’t think it would be this bad,” Lisa groaned, “This is like […]