May 2017 – my last business trip in Italy to say farewell to my customers of many years. Random shots. Vivid colours of spring in Tuscan countryside, metropolitan architecture of Milan, hazy Genoan seaside. I haven’t had chance to take many pictures but sometimes (most times, really), less is more. Tuscany Milan Genoa
…the Lions; those who’ll take our place will be little jackals, hyenas; and the whole lot of us, Leopards, jackals, and sheep, we’ll all go on thinking ourselves the salt of the earth.* This quote from Sicily’s most famous novel just about sums up the island’s tormented modern history. Il Gattopardo commonly translates in English … More 30 – We were the Leopards…
…where “co” stands mainly for Schnitzel. Anyway; Vienna, the destination of our fencing group’s yearly holiday. The expected nerdy note: I was only familiar with Vienna through the 1949 british noir “The Third Man”, meaning not much at all. Obviously, I did not expect to see the same half-destroyed city, or to find the same … More 29 – Klimt & Co
Second and I’m afraid the last skiing weekend of the year, although I have been looking into squeezing into my busy schedule another couple of days on the snow towards the end of March. However, two days of travelling for a day and (maybe) a half of skiing looks like a bit of an unnecessary hassle. … More 19 – Beginner’s guide to skiing in the Alps
…lonely, maybe, but not long and cold enough. And more importantly, it’s not over yet. (Yay!) I could start going on about how winter is important for nature to be reborn or something equally as deep, but enough bullshit on this blog (for a while at least, I am fairly confident it will be back in due … More 17 – Little darling, it’s been a long, cold, lonely winter
And…….easy on the roses. Most people instantly think of Romeo and Juliet when Verona is mentioned. I think of Amarone. (Or the opera festival, occasionally, depends on the state of mind, but let’s be honest here, really the wine comes as the first (only?) association). Yeah, yeah, the young lovers, the doomed passion (so boringly … More 16 – Days of Wine and Roses
Felix Mendelssohn is best known for a completely different composition than the one I decided to name this entry after, but let’s not go that way. For my latest trip’s destination does not need to be disclosed further than by the pictures; does not need words, does not need anything, really, but do play the soundtrack … More 14 – Songs without words
Vigilia di Natale, un giorno come gli altri. Well, Season’s Greeting from the Czech Republic. I’m home for Christmas, which is great. But well, fuck me (that’s a figure of speech, I perfected my english on a broking desk, so you’ll have to pardon my french. English, that is) can I seriously be laying in my bed … More 12 – Moderato in Re Minore
This wasn’t my first visit to Portugal, but the first one I had planned a bit ahead. The little I knew about Portuguese history came from high school history lessons as a brief mention of Carnation revolution, and the 1995 Italian film “Sostiene Pereira” / “According to Pereira”, starring Marcello Mastroianni, from which I mostly … More 11 – Vamos embora!
Here we go again. What is the biggest lie in man’s life? “I will never touch a drink again”. Well, maybe just, “I will never drink again if I have to take a flight early on the following morning”. Or I will at least try. Most likely won’t. So this weekend of la dolce vita starts … More 10 – Everything looks better in black and white
Kacenka on the road 