The flow of cars in Charles Helou highway, which our apartment oversees, never dries-out; neither late at night, nor before dawn. Like in a river, there are changes in volume; sometimes the flow almost stops and spills over the side roads. But the vehicles are always there, the sound waves of their engines aggregating into … Continue reading Beirut: Ride, Traffic, Wine, and Entropy
I am slowly settling down. The apartment remains almost empty; our furniture, I estimate, is now in the middle of the Atlantic. I give it at least two weeks before we have our “stuff” in place. I miss my white chair the most, our bed second. I already see that not everything will fit, including … Continue reading Beirut: Second week
Natalia, the two dogs and I arrived yesterday afternoon. She has a new job here and I, after eighteen years at the World Bank, will be looking for something new to make a leaving. Hopefully something that will give me more time for sailing. For now, we are loving the new apartment and the neighborhood, Mar … Continue reading Moving to Beirut
All this week I have been at home with the flu; a nasty bug with a very strong will to survive. It seems that the short passage to Turks and Caicos and the vacations in Ecuador took place a long time ago. I haven’t had the energy or motivation to do much in terms … Continue reading Back to DC with the flu
Sailing to the Pacific 