Author Archives: WRF

So, as it was my first time there, I was able to confirm first-hand that this fabled city does in fact exist! To commemorate the discovery of Vienna I will thus write my own little chronicle, though I gather Columbus … Continue reading →

Eight years later, I sailed back (well, I flew, but there were boats and ferries in there). This time I had to be in Athens for a professional conference, and since it was July, when Greek islands begin to overflow … Continue reading →

So, out of laziness and lack of time, I’ve skipped writing about a few trips in the past year–Norway again; Cambridge and Edinburgh, UK; a gorgeous road trips through Aragón and the Val d’Aran in Spain; Charlotte, SC… And, let’s … Continue reading →

As I was saying… If you find yourself driving to Snorrastofa, you will see a lot of this, often punctuated by sheep or horses (and lots of public equine copulation). The invisible elves, the landscape, the livestock activity are all … Continue reading →

Another exhausting academic year went by (not without some extremely pleasurable victories against the forces of evil), and I have now begun that precious periodic institutional observance that keeps university faculty from having to be institutionalized: sabbatical! This time it’s only one … Continue reading →

So… life’s been happening while I looked away. I briefly escaped to Puerto Rico, and squeezed in two days of quality time with my venerable Maman Lady F at Villas del Mar Hau in Isabela. It is a very scenic (and reasonably priced) … Continue reading →

Having misguidedly decided to return from Barcelona a full five weeks before the beginning of the semester, in the middle of the scorching summer and while most of my friends are still away, I resolved to try to make the best … Continue reading →

So I’m already in New York City, feeling altogether despondent. My last couple of weeks in Barcelona flew by. There was more Pac-Man eating, of course (all references to restaurants have been added to my July 4th post), and record cava consumption. … Continue reading →

As both Madonna and La Terremoto de Alcorcón said, time goes by, although for them it goes slowly and for me it whizzes by. It’s already late July in Barcelona and there is a heat wave, a calamitous situation best captured by … Continue reading →