The food at the Australian Open is an affront: to taste, the senses, nutrition and satiety. All the fried stuff of an exhibition midway, $14 sandwiches made with white foam and coloured paste, more fried items, stand alone chip…
There’s so much to like about Melbourne. So much. But I guess not the traffic. So I walked for a while. Spent the morning getting exercise by walking Fitzroy; it’s a mish mash of heritage buildings, gentrification, lovingly restored…
Caught an Uber to the airport. It took a mere 17 minutes at the speed limit. Central business district to the suburban airport. There is a tunnel that virtually skirts the city, the traffic, but is also a vortex in…
Started with a four lap swim in The Johnson’s 50 meter fifth floor swimming pool. Nearly died! Hot and alternately cloudy and sunny and overall wonderful in Brisbane (which, to be fair, I expected to be more crass, flash…
You know your flight leaves in the witching hour when the airport looks like this. AC flies Melbourne direct followed by Sydney direct followed by Brisbane direct. Long flights. First time in the newly renovated AC international lounge; during renos…
It’s about an hour SE of SFO on the 280. Sunday, November 19: We had to wrap it all up by early afternoon for the flight home. Awoke to another spectacular sunny mild perfect fall morning. We took an Uber…
Saturday, November 17, 2017: Up pretty early, Nespresso in room, snack from Starbucks, then Uber to Golden Gate Park to visit the de Young Museum. The Teotihuacan show was spectacular. Spectacular. Objects from an unearthed tunnel, unseen for 1700 years,…
November 17, 2017: A weekend away in San Fran. Passing through US Customs at seven in the morning at YVR. Agent asks me why I’m going to San Francisco. I say there’s a show on at a museum I want…
Well the last day was a long one but not much to report except several hours in the Galleries First and then a pretty smooth flight home. An early check-out unfortunately, an uneventful cab ride to Paddington, a delayed express…
An empty platform midday. Imagine that. First thing, in the blaring sun, I went to Camden Town to run an errand. The 46 gets there in about seven stops from the flat. I had to see someone about a…