comoros

dearest reader (this author has been rewatching “bridgerton” and this seems like the only appropriate way to address my audience currently) as i write this, i have just returned from a lovely trip to vienna with my dear friend cora and am finding myself in somewhat of a daze caused by a night train journey

central african republic

happy sunday, my happy sundays. whilst i wouldn’t say spring has sprung quite just yet, the first birds are certainly a-chirpin’ and our darling vespa denise has been in much more constant use again. maybe this spring awakening is partially thanks to the myriad of swiss fasnachts (is that the plural? fasnächt? fasnachten?), the purpose

vanuatu

hello, dearest snowmen and -women (assuming you’re anywhere near me and have been hit by at least three snowflakes) ’tis me again, uncharacteristically soon after my last post, which, in good news for the both of us, will make this a much shorter write-up. it has been an eventful two weeks, mostly due to my