♥ ♥ I still remember the exact way I felt: climbing up the stairs of Champ de Mars station with bated breath, catching my first glimpse of the soaring Eiffel Tower, walking my first few steps along the River Seine, and thinking to myself — […]
♠ The name Dave Stringer won’t mean much to many. His reach wasn’t quite Bourdain level; his death won’t trigger quite as many tributes. Nonetheless he was a great inspiration to me and to all who read his blog. Dave was a nonsmoker who, because […]
Leiden may seem like Amsterdam Lite but it possesses an identity all its own. It’s the birthplace of Rembrandt. Einstein walked its streets. Wild tulips grow between the road and the water and poems fill the walls.
There were times I loved him and there were times I thoroughly disliked him. But I don’t know if I’d ever have thought of writing a blog like this if it hadn’t been for Anthony Bourdain.
Those were the words someone posted on a forum somewhere — I can’t find it anymore — while I was researching free/cheap things to do in Amsterdam. “Watch a movie at the Pathé Tuschinski. You can thank me later.” As it happened, I was looking for a cinema in which to watch Avengers: Infinity War.