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At Janine’s, Bainbridge Island, Washington, USA How interesting to be a traveler. It’s hard not to compare.  In Asia, everything feels fertile and chaotic. In Europe, timeless. Old. And then there’s America (which sounds better, but less accurate, than saying … Continued

At Hotel Stella Maris, Blanas, Spain Sometimes the only available mirror is in the bathroom.  This was not the case at Gala’s castle, where I toured the final home of Dali’s feminine counterpart. Every corner, every object, felt like an … Continued

Note from Amy! Thanks for reading my friends. Interested in taking an art class? Click here for info!  At Hostel Marina, Cadaquez ,Spain The room was white. This seemed fitting as we were in the “white city” of Cadaquez, situated … Continued

At Carlos and Kim’s, Valencia, Spain Pre-dawn, and the house is asleep. I snuck out in the hall to sketch before setting out to explore the old city. Street lamps were still lit and it was very quiet but for … Continued

AT Nicoline’s, Saint Pere de Ribes, Spain  I was enveloped in yellow and blue. We curled around the edge of an amber colored coastline, looking down at an unfathomable expanse of blue Mediterranean. Blonde haired Nicoline sat behind the wheel … Continued

Note from Amy! Thanks for reading my friends. I have some new classes coming up for you or someone you love. Link here!  Ina dropped me at the train station with plenty of time to spare.  After waving goodbye, I … Continued

AT INA’S in Santa Lucia, Portugal At the start of this trip, I had convinced myself I didn’t need internet on my phone. There’s WiFi everywhere in Europe right? Coffee shops on every corner! Who needs GPS anyway? In my … Continued

Hotel Alnacir, Faro, Portugal When it comes to this blog, my goal is to make a long story short. I’m doing great but obviously you’ll have to take my word for it.  At last the time had come to head … Continued

Vincci Baixa, Lisbon Even the most seasoned traveler comes up against the unknown. In this case, it was my next lodging. I had enjoyed my three days of relative calm, but it was time to pack my bags again. Booking … Continued

At the Flores Guesthouse, Lisbon, Portugal Where were we? Or should I say, where was I?  When last we talked, I was leaving London, my sister, and covid behind, heading for parts unknown…at least unknown to me. The original plan … Continued