June 23 We have converged to a sort of steady-state here, and only our daily routines give us a sense of time. Coffee soon after sunrise drank while checking e-mails; every other day a run to the other side of the island for a swim and workout (the whole thing takes around one hour); work … Continue reading KHo Mook: routine, cave, gallery of Babel, freezing and solar power for ANTARES
Ko Muk: escape, Explora, long-tail boats, ants, and ethanol.
January 15, 2022 This morning we woke up to a beautiful sunrise. From our bed I could see the beach turning white, the sea slowly drifting south, the silhouette of a large canoe its anchor light fading, in the distance an island emerging from darkness and, behind, an arc of the sun. Natalia discovered this … Continue reading Ko Muk: escape, Explora, long-tail boats, ants, and ethanol.
St. Georges – Grenada: Christmas and New Years with Antares,
December 31st, 2021 Two nights ago I woke up because of a noise I coudn’t recognize; probably water sloshing in the, by then, almost empty water reserve tank. Antares was lurching trying to escape her mooring, the wind was howling, keeping the cabin cool as it flowed through the open hatch of the V berth. … Continue reading St. Georges – Grenada: Christmas and New Years with Antares,
Chiang Mai: last facial, turbulence and an anomaly, BKK-HKT-AUH-IAD
December 6, 2021 I wanted to post this before we fly to DC latter today, Friday. I had started writing last Monday, in Gate 4 at the domestic terminal of Chiang Mai’s airport where we were waiting for our flight back to Bangkok, but couldn’t finish and I had a busy week. We flew … Continue reading Chiang Mai: last facial, turbulence and an anomaly, BKK-HKT-AUH-IAD
Bangkok: hand; TG duck and a can of foie gras; love; Transat
November 29, 2021 My hand is recovering, slowly. Ten days after the surgery I can type better but making a fist or holding anything with some mass is still out of the question. Yesterday I went for a run for the first time since the surgery and did some pull-ups. It will be a while … Continue reading Bangkok: hand; TG duck and a can of foie gras; love; Transat
Krabi: memories, consciousness and legal murders; new Mac; new tickets; new surgery; and a tour du Soleil .
November 12, 2021 I was here 20 years ago. I don’t think I have mentioned this before but I used to live in Bangkok; I was living and making a living in Thailand. But twenty years is a long time these days. Things change fast, towns and cities grow and transform themselves. I have vague … Continue reading Krabi: memories, consciousness and legal murders; new Mac; new tickets; new surgery; and a tour du Soleil .
Bangkok: settling in; surgery; adDendum
October 31st, 2021 Last Sunday we ended our quarantine and moved to a suit that Natalia had found in Airbnb. It was not what we expected; on line the pictures looked nice but the real place was not. Thankfully, the owner and AirbnB agreed to reimburse us the money, so on Friday we moved to … Continue reading Bangkok: settling in; surgery; adDendum
Bangkok: prisoner; no alcoholic.
October 23th, 2021 We have been in prison for almost seven days now. They let us go out for one hour in the morning but otherwise we are confined to our cell. They bring us mediocre food three times a day with water or a sugary juice of intense colors. Ethanol is not allowed. … Continue reading Bangkok: prisoner; no alcoholic.
Beirut: the last days….
October 11, 2021 We came back to Beirut exactly two weeks ago. We haven’t done much. Work, some cooking at night after weeks of eating out. I started teaching in a classroom (students who are fully vaccinated can attend the class), but not for long. We’re moving to Bangkok next Saturday. The movers come on … Continue reading Beirut: the last days….
Lisbone: rivers, rooftops, and streets; wines, single malts and installations; a BD
September 25, 2021 We’ve changed cities. First time here for Natalia and I; a place I have always wanted to visit. In fact, we had airplane tickets and hotel reservations in March last year that we had to cancel when the virus started spreading and creating havoc. Paris is a beautiful city; Lisbon, I would … Continue reading Lisbone: rivers, rooftops, and streets; wines, single malts and installations; a BD