Tuesday, 20-May-2025
A good life can be a simple life.
A loved partner. A homemade pizza (using cold-fermented dough, made by said partner). A strong mixed drink. A beautiful sunset.
Yeah. Life is pretty good.





Monday, 29-July-2024, through Saturday, 03-August-2024
I’ve gotten to really enjoy my walks from the train station to whatever airbnb, vrbo, or hotel I’m staying in. It’s a nice switch-up; I’ve got heavy bags to keep my body occupied, and I’ve got a new city to gaze out over to keep my mind occupied.
It’s a nice change of pace after a long train ride, and one of the few chances I have on this adventure to really get a good workout with heavy(ish) weights… definitely a grand combo, and one that I found myself reflecting on as I walked from the Brussels train station, through town, to my rental unit for the week.






















I didn’t really have any expectations for what Brussels would be like – Belgium isn’t particularly high up on the list of “countries they teach us about” in New England, and Oregon wasn’t any better with including Belgium or Brussels into popular culture. I knew about Belgian Chocolates, and waffles… but truth be told I didn’t really make those connections until I was walking.
As I passed through the streets, though, the connection became clear. Chocolate shops, waffle shops, one after another, all interspersed with the ubiquitous tourist stores. I saw signs for the Atomium, which I hadn’t heard of (but made a note to see), for the European Parliament (which was interesting, but not interesting enough to make a plan to see), and a plethora of gothic and baroque architecture.
Churches, government buildings, all of them – not quite the opulence of Vienna, but at least equal to Warsaw or Krakow… if not a little bit more so? It was gorgeous, and very noticeable – adding a lovely sense of grandeur to my walk.
Soon enough I was at my destination, settled in, and ready to explore this beautiful city that I found myself in. The capital of Europe, and my final adventure before landing at my destination…






















I started with food.
Belgium, Brussels specifically, had some excellent food – and people seemed to enjoy it a lot. Everywhere I went, from the early evening until late at night, was packed with people. Sitting by the fountains sipping drinks, chatting with friends while eating, a whirling mix of languages that somehow seemed more chaotic than any of the other cities I’d been in thus far. It was lovely, and I had a blast exploring the different culinary options:














Ohh… What else to say about Brussels?
I already mentioned the amazing architecture, and made passing comments about the beautiful street art and massive murals… It was a really amazingly lovely city, through and through. It was quiet, too, which was a bit unexpected and extremely appreciated. It added to the sense of serenity and relaxation that I so desperately appreciated here, at the end of my grand adventure…
















































Wednesday, 10-July-2024
Above Cassis, a rocky cliff looms with a Castle. Far above that, looms an even greater cliff face – The highest sea cliff in France, soaring 394 m (1,293 ft) above the sea below.
I’ve taken quite a few pictures of this cliff already, from various vantage points in or around Cassis… but I’ve never actually driven up to it. Clearly, that needed to be remedied.
And so, after a lovely day of relaxation and some light adventure, my Mom, Steve, and myself piled into the car and headed up the winding roads above Cassis to see what the fuss was all about.






















Well.
I…
I see the draw of Cap Canaille. I do indeed.
(With many thanks to Iris and her friend, two random folks who we met up top having an evening smoke and watching the sunset, for letting me do an impromptu photoshoot)