It’s raining today in Nashville. Not a little one hour tropical storm i’m used to in the USA, but a full blown grey sky, relentless British drizzle. Yuk. Fortunately I have my trusty travel umbrella to hand, although I’m massively regretting the open toed sandals, seeing as i’m now probably going to contract trench foot. Continue reading “Islands in the stream”
Today I’m heading slightly out of town up to Savannah’s Bonaventure Cemetery on the bluff of the Wilmington River. Seen as it was a key deciding factor on me stopping here over Charleston; I’m pretty excited to say the least. Continue reading “Une Bonne Aventure…”
I like death. Unusual for someone who spends an inordinate amount of time panicking that their own is imminently arriving (no that’s not a blood clot Aimée-it’s just cellulite), but I enjoy learning how death is experienced within different cultures, religions, philosophical standpoints, and throughout history. Continue reading “A walk amongst the tombstones”