On the Road with: Giuseppe Acerbi
On a chilly afternoon in early April 1799, a group of large horse drawn sledges appeared on the ice off the coast of Oulu in Finland. They had come all the way from Sweden and the horses were tired. Clouds…
On a chilly afternoon in early April 1799, a group of large horse drawn sledges appeared on the ice off the coast of Oulu in Finland. They had come all the way from Sweden and the horses were tired. Clouds…
Even after Maani died she travelled with Pietro for five years until he could get her back to Italy. Quickly, the group of women attending the body removed her viscera and filled her innards with camphor oil. Next they delivered…
The undersized bars were packed. The streets were not. I remember it a lot differently in high school. Mike and I cruised Main Street Pueblo Colorado in my white, worn out Toyota Corona looking for girls. Then, inevitably disappointed and…
When you realize that Saint Bernadette most likely saw a fairy and not the Virgin you've made a key discovery about the very core of France. Bernadette indeed saw something in the cave that day along the roiling Gave de Pau…
The FULL Travel library is available here You already know we're book hounds here at Around the World in Eighty Years. Heck, the name itself is an ode to the literature of travel. I never go anywhere without a…
Beautiful Madame Sylvie felt her lungs tighten and her throat burn. Her grey and wrinkled mother looked at her and asked if she was Ok. “No,” she answered. Then her eyes bulged and she gasped for breath. There was none…
The FULL Travel library is available here Part I: Colorado, France, Haiti, New Mexico and Vietnam available here You already know we're book hounds here at Around the World in Eighty Years. Heck, the name itself is an ode…
The full library is available here Part II is here -- You already know we're book hounds here at Around the World in Eighty Years. Heck, the name itself is an ode to the literature of travel. I never…
For me, quality travel literature goes beyond a travel journal or a simple list of dates and events. The “travel-adventure” genre is WAY overdone and generally quite boring to me. Travel literature is writing of high literary value that sets…
In my parents basement there was a series of colorful plywood doors. Behind the doors were piles of yellowed books crammed into a dark recess in the foundation. They were all of the books in the house. I never understood…
By eight o’clock in the morning we were bunched up with the boxes, sacks, mules, chickens, children farmers and merchants at the edge of the Artibonite River. Everyone talked at once and the crowd on the opposite shore whooped and…
It is snowing on the mountain this morning and I'll be heading out to take pictures soon after the light. All yesterday the sky spit rain and tiny balls of ice. The wind blew. The air was chilly. I'll be…