The hallucinogenic effect started to kick in – hard.  I blamed that man, hunching over the ebony Yamaha piano. Despite his being 75, something told me that behind the white tuxedo, the bow tie and the hearing aid he wears...

  There are these moments in Lyon during summer when the heat seemed to be far removed, tempered by a cool breeze where the Rhône River meets the Saône before rolling on toward the Mediterranean. It is at this time when tourists...

  I knew that you brought a box of ensaimadas!   I heard you craving for pa’amboli every now and then, sobrassada sausages and frito mallorquín. No doubt, you’ve been missing Palma.   Yes, the pictures told me that you’ve taken a stroll to...