Hanging Yoga and Hot Baths

It’s cold. I mean, it’s really cold. The heat pump I’ve been given for my room has stopped working. (It’s as if it threw its heating coils up in the air in defeat and said, “I give up. I’m tired of working so hard and I’m going to Bermuda.”) I’ve snagged one from one of […]
Rub Me, Scrub Me, Bathe Me in Flowers

I’ve been asked by a few people to describe the town of Ubud; how it smells and feels to walk through, so today is dedicated to that. First, it’s pronounced “Oh-boohd.” Say it incorrectly and you just might have an Indonesian look at you puzzled and say, “where?” They’re not trying to make you feel […]
Ubud or Bust

I wake up, once again, in my luxury hotel, drink my tasty coffee out on the balcony (not really as it’s Nescafe instant; but then again, how good is hotel room coffee even when it’s in a drip maker?), and head over to breakfast. Pancakes, waffles, sausage, crispy bacon, made to order juice bar, Indonesian […]
The Jewish Quarter

Today I head out to explore my neighborhood. The apartment I’m renting is about two blocks from the Dohány Street Synagogue, the largest synagogue in Europe, and the second largest in the world (Temple Emmanuel in New York is the largest). While I stopped by the Dohány Street Synagogue when I first arrived, it was […]
If At First You Don’t Succeed
Following a beer with my new mysterious friend Peter, it’s now time for a Glüwein chaser, so I head to Charlottenburg where there’s a Christmas market at the palace. This is a two-bus trip but, after a day of plans not working out, I’ve vowed to conquer the Berlin bus system. Two connections and a […]