Iberia Day 2.8: Electric Votives

Back when I lived for a very, very short while in Spain, I was housed only a couple blocks from the grand cathedral of Toledo. 25 years ago, there was something I saw in the cathedral that I’d never seen before: a wooden table/box with lines of light bulbs on …

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Iberia Day 2.4: Museu do Teatro Romano

We were thus far today stymied in finding Roman ruins to oggle, so our next visit needed to be surefire: a museum featuring an excavated Roman amphitheater. Once we climbed up enough hills to reach the place, I was pleasantly surprised that you can just walk into the main dig …

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Iberia Day 1.4: Pasteis de Belem

Pasteis de nata are a thing everyone tells you that you MUST eat while in Lisbon. Usually, there is no explanation of what pasteis de nata actually is. You just need to eat it. Our tuk tuk guide veered off the street en route to the Torre de Belem and …

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Iberia Day 1.3: Layers of the Past

The city of Lisbon dates back to the Phoenicians, making it one of the oldest cities in Europe, with an age of about 3,200 years of continuous occupation. Its location upon an estuary, near the mouth of the Mediterranean, within a natural harbor made it perfect for shipping networks. The …

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The Grief of Giving Up

A sheathed kung-fu practice sword, with neckties tied to the hilt and googly eyes pasted all over the scabbard

In early 2019, I woke up in the middle of the night and had this exact thought: “I could learn kung fu.” I have never identified myself as an active person, though I’ve had many eras of my adult life where I was one. I had severe knee problems when …

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Tasmania Day 6: MONA and Other Things

As this was my last day in Tasmania and my only full day in Hobart, I had a rough idea of all the things I wanted to see. I figured I’d nab some breakfast, spend the morning at The Museum of Old and New Art (MONA), maybe spend the afternoon …

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Tasmania Day 5.3: Back to Hobart

I drove through the bright, sunny afternoon from the Unzoo, making it to Hobart in about an hour. I easily found my hotel, wandered up to the room to get some water before unloading the car, and… promptly fell face first onto the king bed and slept for an hour. …

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Tasmania Day 5.2: The Unzoo

One of my major bucket list items for my travels in Tasmania was to become best friends with a Tasmanian Devil. While I did know that was unrealistic, I felt I should at least meet one. This is what brought me to the Tasmanian Devil Unzoo! The Unzoo was created …

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Tasmania Day 5.1: Port Arthur

I woke up in Port Arthur, and as per tradition for this trip, I packed up to check out of the room. Checkout time was drawing nigh. The procedure went just fine, but when I finally had everything ready to go out the door… I couldn’t find my shoes. It’s …

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Tasmania Day 4.2: A Very Melissa Adventure

After my thoroughly enjoyable morning at Jeanneret Beach, it was now time to drive to my next spot: historic Port Arthur, where I was going to spend the night. Port Arthur is about 300 km / 180 miles south of Bay of Fires, about 4 hours away given what Tasmanian …

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