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Always good to know a chef with a farm

Always good to know a chef with a farm

Last weekend we where invited to our good buddy’s farm for a get together, slash reunion, for some of his returning friends. The dinner was potluck style so we each brought a favorite dish. Since we were surrounded by an international crowd of Europeans,...
France

France

01-2005/12-2010 France and its ex-colonies. I know that for most of the people that visit France the number one destination is the cosmopolitan Paris. That wasn’t the case for me. I first stepped my foot into French territory in the Caribbean, when I visited Guadalupe...

Groundhog day

that’s just the feeling I get when thinking about my daily tasks at the moment. Not only am I sorting out the things we brought with us to Carinthia to decide what we finally should take with us – or a least this is what I think I do. But deep down I know...
THE LEGEND OF THE QUETZAL

THE LEGEND OF THE QUETZAL

“Wha happin’?” We cross the border into Costa Rica at Sixaola, on the Caribbean coast. After our experience with Butt-head, the customs officer who slashed and gouged his way through our car at Panama’s Manzanillo port, it is a pleasure to meet this genial fellow...
Monte Alban and Convento Cuilapam

Monte Alban and Convento Cuilapam

When I attended a Horizons Unlimited meeting near Toronto a couple of years ago, I met some incredible people. One of the women I met, Carol, is a Canadian who has travelled through Mexico several times. She really helped to put my mind at ease that Mexico doesn’t...
Two sides to every story

Two sides to every story

Santa Marta, Colombia [By Paula & Jeremy] When you live in a house with wheels it can feel a bit counter-intuitive to stay still for long, but there are times when you just have to sit tight and get stuff done. So the mileage count for the last few weeks hasn’t...
THAT coffee . . .

THAT coffee . . .

I can claim with unimpeachable documentation to have been a fan of good coffee since before Starbucks made it out of Seattle: On our first Christmas together in 1984, as penurious college students, Roseann’s gift to me was a tin of Langford Brothers Jamaica Blue...