Once again it has been lamentably long since I wrote anything much about our NYC activities (July 4th notwithstanding), and somehow it’s August already. Looking back through the calendar for July, we have certainly been keeping busy. Continue reading
If I were to attempt to characterize Yogyakarta into a short expression, lively organized chaos would probably be the words I’d choose. It didn’t feature on my (lengthy) list of places I want to visit – in fact I don’t think I’d even heard of it until I was invited to speak at a conference there (about which I’ve written more on my other blog) – but that all just goes to show how much I know, because it really was fantastic.
Another recent visitor from England saw us hitting the tourist trail with a vengeance. As a first time visitor to NYC she had a long list of must-sees, and we were happy to offer the benefit of our experience of the city too. It was lovely to reconnect whilst seeing the sights, and her interests meant that we had some new experiences as well as revisiting old favourites.
When booking our Labor Day weekend trip to Chicago (many moons ago now!), Tom discovered that it would be much cheaper to fly home from Milwaukee in Wisconsin, just an hour’s train ride away from Chicago, on the Tuesday night. This meant that he had an extra day in Chicago for some business meetings, whilst I had a free day to see what Milwaukee had to offer (with the added bonus that visiting Wisconsin took me up to 25 states – half way through my quest to visit them all!).
Today’s random musing has been on the usefulness of context for disambiguation. In thinking about what I was going to write here I was struck by the fact that two of New York’s greatest cultural institutions have the same nickname, yet the occasions upon which this causes confusion seem to be few and far between.
This probably shouldn’t be at all surprising. Over the past couple of weeks we’ve been to both the Met (Museum) and the Met (Opera), to an exhibition entitled Jerusalem and a performance of Wagner’s Tristan und Isolde, and I don’t really see how it would be possible to mix up the two (although of course that didn’t stop me double-checking that Tom knew where he was going on each of the two evenings concerned). Continue reading
Back in 2012 we spent a cold winter’s day in Philadelphia, looking around some of the historic sites and taking refuge in cafes. Returning last weekend for a conference, some hot June weather made exploring the city uncomfortable from the opposite end of the thermostat, so I elected to spend a free afternoon in the air-conditioned comfort of some of Philadelphia’s wide selection of museums. Continue reading
I recently returned home after almost three weeks in England. Tom was there too, but whilst he spent a fortnight mostly working in London, I was able to zoom around the country visiting friends and family, enjoying old haunts and taking in some new sights along the way.
Shockingly, and despite fairly regular visits to this part of the country, I had never been to Chatsworth. It was a delight to rectify this glaring omission, but next time I’ll have to go back to see the grounds – the pouring rain and chilly temperatures deterred us from lingering outside on this occasion.