Summer caters to our sense of humanity. There is no other time of the year when we come together with such ease to enjoy music, theater and the arts. The outdoors become an endless stage upon which we mingle and share our love for a common interest. Read More »
As I cycle into Brittany, every store selling postcards displays this tug-of-war between a Briton and a Norman over the origin of cider. Raise the question of which cider is superior, and you are likely to be engulfed in a debate from which you will want to sneak away before the sun rises.
The regional claims to fame do not end here. Read More »
“Slow Down!” If I had a Euro for every time this injunction has been handed down to me, I could well afford to travel for many years. Pedaling along the Belgian canals between Ghent and Bruges yesterday, it occurred to me that for the first time in decades, I was slowing down in a way that has escaped me since childhood. Read More »