I'm amazed…
"Can I have your ticket please?" I show the young woman with the stylish hair-cut my Royal B.C. Museum ticket, the one I paid $15.00 plus GST for. "No, your ticket with a word printed on it...look...." She deftly produces a small, brightly colored laminated card palmed in her hand. Only thing is, she shows... Continue Reading →
Zrinyi utca (Photo credit: Hat) The last year I was in HungaryI lived on Rigo, Utca. Rigo is the Hungarian name for the backbird whose song fills the air in Budapestat dusk and again in the early hours of the morning, even before light starts to show on the horizon. I lived in a huge... Continue Reading →
Before I went to bed, I started a post about living in Europe, then woke up in the morning and started writing this in my head, so grabbed the laptop and... I am a citizen of Planet Earth. I haven't yet visited any other planets, and if The Doctor arrived in his blue telephone box... Continue Reading →
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