You may have noticed there was something of a blank here at Lucid Ephemera for a few weeks while I went off and did festive things and had a holiday. More details on Italians in puffy jackets and wild boar salami follow in the next few weeks. In the meantime, I hope all of you [...]
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2010 and 2011, thank you and hello
Posted in Aleppo, archaeology, architecture, Australia, autumn, Berlin, bread, British colonial mansions, cathedrals, chocolate, Christmas, churches, Crete, Cretins, Cyprus, Damascus, day trips, deer, Dodgy taxi drivers, driving, elbow, England, expat, fleas, food, Germany, Greece, history, Italy, Liverpool, manor houses, markets, Morocco, mosques, museums, odd hotels, Ottomans, Phillipine overseas domestic workers, post offices, Recalcitrant stereos, rowing, shopping, singing, smuggling, summer, Sunday, Syria, The Cyprus Question, The Mediterranean Middle Lane, tombs, tourism, travel, Turkey, Uncategorized, Venetians, Volkswagens, Volkswagons, weather, winter, wordless, work, working from home, Xania on January 4, 2011 | Leave a Comment »
Wordless Wednesday
Posted in England, Greece, Italy, winter, wordless on August 4, 2010 | Leave a Comment »
Cretans, Cretins and Aphrodisiac Crustaceans
Posted in archaeology, Crete, Cretins, driving, Greece, Recalcitrant stereos, The Mediterranean Middle Lane, Volkswagens on August 27, 2009 | 2 Comments »
This morning we went to visit an archaeological site in east Crete currently being dug by a local research institute. This summer I’ve had tours of lots of trenches containing the foundations of lots of buildings, and after a while they do start to look like a lot of dusty, stony holes in the ground. [...]
Tourism and Other Diseases
Posted in Crete, Greece, tourism, Xania on August 25, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Some things can be popular and remain excellent, like Flight of the Conchords and Harry Potter. I wish towns and tourist attractions could be like that, absorbing innumerate visitors without changing too much, but some things can’t be spread so easily between an infinite number of people. Paris is perhaps an exception, but small villages [...]
