“Can you see them?” whispers Anna-Carin as we make our way through tall blades of yellowish green grass. We wonder what she’s looking at. All we see is grass. Instinctively, she knows where to look for the three-month old twin calves, Klara and Märta…
I ran into Dracula on my way to the Writers’ Museum…
Got upcoming work in AFAR, Heart & Soul, & on Fodors.com. Currently working a couple publication leads too. Will share more as they get closer to fruition.
“I’ve met Bono many times here,” Sarah shares as we dig into a lavish dinner of succulent braised pork, crispy fish and chips, “perfectly” poached salmon, and other fancy-named goodies.
Will be back next week with photography from Malta and Ireland as well as some random musings.
Arriving around 8pm at night, we boogied to some 80s tracks at a random happy-hour event we stumbled into before getting out of Palermo the very next day. This trip certainly wasn’t about museums, sightseeing, hitting Sicily’s famous beaches, or gluttonously gorging on pizza. It also wasn’t about getting off the “beaten path” so to say with a preplanned itinerary of activities in hand…