We are sitting in a restaurant in Rome. The Peroni Brewery Restaurant, to be exact. Shockingly, it is neither touristy, nor overpriced, nor terrible, but it is overrun with locals and the staff is gruff and rushed. My aunt, uncle, and cousin have come to meet us for a day in Rome, and my aunt…
Before we dismantle our home, and pack it up (destination: TBD), I wanted to document our place. I figure I share so much of what I see on the road, it was high time to show you what I see while at home. Or what I saw, since now that it’s been photographed, it’s time…
Okay, fine. I’m being a little melodramatic. But still. When it rains poop … um … make poop-ade? I suck at maxims, too, it seems. The point is, things are going less than optimally well in the Everywhereist-Fishkin household. Let’s recap: Air France is operated by primates. And not even smart primates, like the ones…
When we got back from Europe this past weekend, I had hoped to spend this week blogging. It’s been ages since I’ve really been able to sit down and write, so I was looking forward to recounting all my tales of adventure (and a few of woe, because, hey, you know me) to you guys.…
As I was composing yesterday’s post, I realized something: the problem with having so many good restaurants in Portland, is that we rarely go any place twice. Even if we really enjoyed it, it’s not worth passing up the opportunity to try a new place. Meals are an endless string of one night stands: You promise the…
While down in Portland a few weeks ago, I met the lovely Jessica from WhyGoItaly. I can easily attest to her awesomeness (and I swear, even if she didn’t read my blog I would do so). She gave me some tips about our trip to Italy (which were profoundly helpful – but that, as they…
Misery, thy name is Air France. Rand and I are home after a long trip to Europe, a trip made even longer and more difficult by the good people of Air France. They must have an extreme fondness for us – as they did everything possible to try and keep us the country, and when…
The blog has been a little slow this week (translation: completely neglected) as I’ve been doing a lot of traveling, eating, and accumulating some great stories. I promise to share them with you soon, but right now I’m proving the adage that the more interesting your life actually is, the more boring it seems on…
Rand and I spent a few days in Portland last week. As we always do, we talked about what it would be like it we lived there. It’s a silly little fantasy brought on by too much good food and time spent with friends who are just slightly too cool for us. I imagine the…
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