That’s the strange thing: why the scent of this suntan lotion on this beach is giving me a sad longing for the summer of 2019, when it might just as easily trigger a happier memory of this past summer.
Having spent a fair share of time knitting on a beach in Nerja this week, I've been reflecting on the many beaches I've knit on over the past few years, and the unique features of each. Here's my unscientific and not-very-extensive roundup of the standout beach-knitting venues I have encountered. Ramsgate, England: Good people, gangster… Continue reading A Dubious Guide to Europe’s Beachknitting Venues
It was a large day when this piece of mine went live in the New York Times. A bunch of folks contacted me afterwards, saying they want to try house sitting while travelling. And, because I like to tell people what to do and how to do it, I thought I'd share some more bits… Continue reading More Tips on House Sitting
Arrived in Herceg Novi yesterday after a delayed flight from London Gatwick to Dubrovnik. The taxi driver, arranged by my Airbnb host, didn’t speak English but still managed to make it clear to me that he’d been waiting for three hours. His sign had my name spelled Lynekke, the Ts no doubt lost in translation… Continue reading Return to Herceg Novi
I've been cranky these past few days. Athens is getting on my nerves--the traffic and the dust and the phone thieves and the tourists (ha!), and seriously how much sunshine does one place need? Can't wait to get out of here. And also, I hope I can come back next year. I've noticed this crankiness… Continue reading Homecoming