Our household goods and car are enjoying their last night on Tin Can Island, a tropical paradise for 40-foot containers off the coast of Lagos.
Our goods should have arrived in Rotterdam last week, but as a result of congestion at the port, they had a bonus ten days of cocktails and afrobeat on Tin Can
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It’s been so long since I wrote a post that I forgot how to start. Dear me.
Since the previous telegraphic message, our house boss (huisbaas in Dutch, way cooler than landlord) has allowed us access to the Interweb; but only after several hours of Bergmanesque sighing, silence and alternately staring at 300 metres of ethernet
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Easter eating in Jamaica is not very exciting. The traditional Jamaican speciality of bun and cheese pales in comparison with the orgies of chocolate we’ve known elsewhere.
In Rome, one of our favourite shops was Valzani’s pasticceria (confectioner’s), which alone justified a walk over the river (Trastevere). The street and the shop itself were very unprepossessing, but
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Enjoy your Easter, Ria.. go easy on the bun & cheese.
Trastevere… Tevere is the main river, le Tibre in French, yes?
Is that preffix just an indication that you crossed it, or is the Trastevere a tributary of the Tevere?
Thanks RI. I’ll do my best ;-)
Yes, Mathieu. Tevere is Tiber/Tibre in Italian. Trastevere literally means ‘across the Tiber’ and refers to the district on the other side. It used to be a working class neighbourhood but has become very gentrified (like parts of east London/Paris). It’s also a very popular place with tourists because of the hundreds of restaurants.
We all have our passions in everyday life and everybody has their expertise. Your observations has indeed supplied myself a few additional good tips. Thankyou.