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Naoshima’s art museums feel like a cross between a hidden concrete paradise and an asylum.
Tadao Ando is a genius, and Naoshima is an odd but deeply satisfying testament to his vision.
I’ve made some progress since last week, which is probably a good thing given the amount of time I’ve spent doing research and making various plans.
It turns out an iPad with the Ultrathin Logitech keyboard cover makes an awesome travel companion.
This weekend, alongside some positively awesome interns at Google, I managed to tick off two items off a Tokyo tour checklist I had made in the last couple of weeks: the Tsukiji tuna auction market, and Sanno Matsuri.
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The Tsukiji tuna auction market takes place at around 5:30 in the morning every day except Sunday, and it involves dozens of fish buyers bidding on tuna that is literally fresh off the boat.
In which I travel 320 miles on a bus, meet a Swarthmore student, and realize Apple’s mac chargers have shortcomings too.
The video station with the station cop repeating about how security is his number one concern fades into the recesses of 30th Street Station as I sit awkwardly near a wall socket.
To celebrate the return of my bike from the bike shop for minor wheel truing, I decided I’d take part in a C+ training ride sponsored by the Bicycle Club of Philadelphia (where C+ designates a ride of duration between 15 to 75 miles and a 12 to 15 mph average on flat terrain).
No visit or stay in New York would be complete without a trip to Coney Island, about an hour’s subway ride away from midtown Manhattan on the N, Q, D or the F.
8/6 Portoferraio - Livorno - Pisa
Leaving the island at 10, we headed north, along the shoreline toward Livorno.
7/29 Perugia - Assisi - Perugia
We headed off to Saint Francis’ home town, Assisi (from which you hear Saint Francis of Assisii).
7/20 Paris - Nancy
3 suitcases, a bag full of books, another full of food, my backpack, and a few other minor things packed into our rented beige argent Renault MÃ©gane and we’re off, blasting the AC at a fresh 19Â°C.