“As we make our way to Montserrat,” Adria says, “let’s talk about the one religion common to most, if not all, of Europe.” I look at him and listen intently, wondering which religion he meant. As our van speeds up the highway and a complex of fields comes up on our right, Adria continues. “I am talking, of course, about football.”
Ask yourself: if photography was not allowed in this place, would I still visit it?
While Paris *can* be an expensive place to visit, in terms of activities it doesn’t have to be. Indeed, there are so many free things to do there that you will probably find the only thing you can’t afford is the time to do them all.
If, on the 25th of next month, you happen to be in Amsterdam, and you see a busker that you think sorta maybe slightly possibly looks a teeny tiny bit like me… Come say hi. It’ll probably be me.
There’s no particular reason why you should have been at my home page recently but if you had, you might have noticed a countdown widget. Today it stands at 43 days, close enough that I’m starting to get anxious and excited at the same time. It’s counting down to–hurray!–my first ever trip to Europe with my family.