The Other Sea
It was 500 years ago in a tiny square of the world on the Caribbean that Vasco Núñez de […]
Leave James Joyce Alone!
On my way to the cafe here in Trieste, I walk past the Scala Dublina, the Dublin stairs. It’s number 12 on the official James Joyce tour of the city, and the rest of the walk will […]
Que Pasa Papa? I am in Cuba, sitting in a bar with Ernest “Papa” Hemingway. The Floridita, made famous for its daiquiris, has capitalized on the writer, installing a life-sized bronze statue in the […]