Wednesday, January 30, 2013

Monday, January 28, 2013

Sunday, January 27, 2013

Saturday, January 26, 2013

Patrizia herding, Azienda Agricola Arpisson, Valle d'Aosta, 2012
Cat born without eyes, Borgo Val di Taro, Italy, 2012
 Maughold, Isle of Man, 2010



Durham, NC, 2007

The crusty pleasure

Fine French dining at its finest. I eat this like 25 times a day. 

The best ramen in Paris

Or at least the ramen that inspires the longest lines. It's Kotteri Ramen Naritake, at 31 Rue des Petits Champs, near the opera.

 
 Israel, 2011


Friday, January 25, 2013

Thursday, January 24, 2013

Negev, Israel, 2011

Durham, North Carolina, 2007

Big coat for Paris

I got this coat from the American Apparel LA factory warehouse on a huge discount. It's unisex one size fits all, which means it's very big for me, which makes it the perfect coat for traveling alone. Oversized clothing is good for solo travelers. Plus, the pockets are enormous.


Har Bental, Israel, 2011

Wednesday, January 23, 2013

Israel, 2011

Musée d’histoire de la médecine, Paris

Some medieval knives used for amputations

The museum of the history of medicine is on 12 Rue de l'Ecole de Médecine, and the Odéon metro stop. It's on a side street right next to the Starbucks. The winter hours are 2-5pm, except Thursdays and Sundays. A full-price ticket is just 3.50 euros. The museum is hidden away on the third floor of a grand university building from 1803.



Tuesday, January 22, 2013

On television, Tel Aviv, 2011

Monday, January 21, 2013

 Old City, Jerusalem, 2011

Sunday, January 20, 2013

more scenes from Shakespeare and Company


many more posts about tumbleweeding and Shakespeare and Company are listed here.

After the jump, some old bios and some weird finds from the bookshelves.


St Peter's Fish, Israel, 2011
 


Saturday, January 19, 2013

Thursday, January 17, 2013


Durham, NC, 2013


Tumbleweed Hotel, Shakespeare and Company


 It's very hard to express what an amazing miracle it is to sleep overnight at Shakespeare and Company. To live here (for free), you have to show up at the store and ask Sylvia, the owner, George Whitman's daughter (you can't reserve a place or anything). The winter's less crowded than the summer, but you can't ever be sure of a spot. How long can you stay as a tumbleweed? Most people stay a week to a month, but one guy stayed seven years. The only requirements, other than tidiness, are that you have to work 2 hours a day in the shop, read a book a day, and write a one-page biography of your life. Upstairs in George's old room are thousands and thousands of these one-page biographies, going back five decades.




many more posts about tumbleweeding and shakespeare and company are listed here.
and here are my best ideas for travel on the cheap, if you'd like to see!





The sheep child

 Lygra, Norway, 2012







"I woke, dying, 
 
In the summer sun of the hillside, with my eyes
Far more than human. I saw for a blazing moment   
The great grassy world from both sides,
Man and beast in the round of their need,
And the hill wind stirred in my wool,
My hoof and my hand clasped each other,
I ate my one meal
Of milk, and died
Staring ..."

--from James Dickey, The Sheep Child