Un viaggio a Milano

In which I give my airport city its turn I have flown into Milan three times now, and the third time I stayed. Granted, all of four days. But four days that went quite a ways toward a sense of the spirit of the city and the people who spend any kind of time there.Continue reading “Un viaggio a Milano”

From Köln Cathedral

• I nearly set fire to something yesterday out of laziness lying on the floor in the little room I’d rented on the outskirts of a city even stranger than the one I was trying to call home. Even the word home carries a note of strangeness now, as if I am only just discoveringContinue reading “From Köln Cathedral”