Welcome to the Rock

It’s a strange place to visit, old Alcatraz. Given what it was, it really shouldn’t be a tourist destination. And yet, millions of people go there every year to ooh and aah at the former homes of murderers, rapists and hardcore criminals. Hell, if you’re “lucky”, you can even have a chat with a former … More Welcome to the Rock

Walk to the hiiiiiiilllls, run foooooorrr your liiiiiiiife.

I finally got up into the Berkeley hills the other weekend after having promised myself to get up there at some stage. Hopping aboard the 65 bus from downtown Berkeley it made its way up through the winding roads of the Berkeley Hills, past houses with no doubt whopping price tags and stunning bay views. … More Walk to the hiiiiiiilllls, run foooooorrr your liiiiiiiife.

Heaven grows on vines

I’m still pinching myself as I write this. We had travelled to the beautiful town of Znojmo for a classical music and wine festival (More on that in the future). We were heading down with two of Sinead’s friends, staying in a guest-house and visiting some of Veronika’s friends. Turns out that friend’s husband just … More Heaven grows on vines