The Thomas Kinkade Experience If Carmel (CA) didn’t exist you couldn’t invent it. The hyperreality of a Disneyland experience is hard-pushed to match a walk down Carmel’s main thoroughfare. Gingerbread cottages and cutesy boutiques selling everything you don’t know you need or want, but still you fall for it all. I’m ashamed to own up … Continue reading
$hmu number 2
I’ve sat by during the past couple of days, watching all others (even a little Kempner) take centre stage on this here blog. Christ, Alison Lawrence (one of our maternal aunts) has had more page time in her comments alone, than I. Not begrudging you those comments, Al (if I may be so bold as … Continue reading
The Reluctant Blogger becomes a Reluctant Biker
Recently, we biked. I don’t want to trouble myself trawling through the other posts to see if anyone else has told you this, so I’ll just say it. I’ll even give more details. We biked the Golden Gate bridge, on 4 bikes and a tandem, between the hours of 5 and 7 pm on Thursday. … Continue reading
Carmel Pine Cones and other Surprises
I’m very pleased to have already had a number of pleasant surprises on this trip, and I’m particularly delighted to be able to report the following back to my friend Rowena (but I’m not assuming it will last…) In no particular order: -The hotel room coffee-making facilities have been the best I’ve ever experienced anywhere. … Continue reading
Marital bliss
So, we set off from San Fran, down the coast to Clint Eastwood’s ‘Carmel’ supposedly down that road that is the most scenic. Only the Sat Nav had other ideas. It takes us on the most unscenic inland route, Route 101. The direct and fastest way. All would not have been lost had my ‘dear’ … Continue reading
The Little Kempner Speaks
I have never written a blog, or anything of the sort similar, so here goes nothing. San Francisco. What a place. Yesterday, the family (I being part of the family) went across the Golden Gate Bridge on bike. I enjoyed the ride, though the up hills were a challenge to walk, but my thumbs seem … Continue reading
Hols: update!
Morning homies, First off, an apology for the nonsensical baloney of my last submission. You’d be forgiven for thinking I was off my tits, or even stoned. It had no order, no rhythm, no metre, and most upsettingly, no point. And my god am I sorry. It’s a turd that needs flushing, but the toilet … Continue reading
Don’t Forget the Time Out
Always one for seeking a radically different view on any situation, place or encounter, I began this trip with a determinedly psychogeographical approach. Put bluntly, i was still in work mode, because hey, Art is Life and Life is Art. Except when it’s not, and more particularly when pootling around new cities in a family … Continue reading
Reading Classics by The Reluctant Blogger
Back again. I know I’m later than promised, but I think I can blame that on the time difference if I try hard enough.. In some time zone I’m sure this is only the day after I last wrote. Mongolia, maybe. My blog won’t be an anecdotal one. Others have got that covered, and I … Continue reading
San Francisco-Cafe Trieste
In the Cafe Trieste, no longer in its 1950’s heydey, but still. Kinda cool.
A Chevy for Six, Please 