You’d think that after a 10 hours long shift, all I’d be in for would be to hop in my pjs, wrap myself in my favorite blanket and watch my favorite Monday tv shows… But you know how it goes… You’re ready to take it easy, and a good friend calls in, and offers an…… Continue reading Walking in San Francisco…
The Big Apple… I never had an appeal for big cities. Big cities are loud, crowded and dirty… I probably thought that because I had always lived in peaceful little places. New York was far from a peaceful little place. It was big. American Big. As soon as we entered Manhattan’s core, I felt like…… Continue reading Too good to be fiction? (part 2)
Do you remember our roadtrip in 2001? The one that we arranged when I found the supposedly exact address for Amytiville’s famous haunted house. Arranged being a big word… If my memory is good, the conversation resembled this; Hey, I found the Amityville house’s address! Really?? We should go… We should, indeed! How about next…… Continue reading Too good to be fiction?
Cyranny's Cove 