GalleryLewes to Seaford and everything in between

Saturday morning, while I was sleuthing around online, I came across a walk: "Lewes - Glynde - Firle - Alfriston - Seaford." Looking at the title, I couldn't tell if the author's dashes were meant to link the towns together in a natural progression, or to indicate a series of individual walks that, once joined, made an epic journey 14.9 miles long. View Gallery »

GalleryLamb Shanks - Seriously good bits

It might just be time to post some recipes around here, don't you think? I mean, we do like to cook, and food and travel get along rather nicely. View Gallery »

GalleryKemp Town Carnival

We've been lax so far in looking up weekend events because, for once, we happen to live near friends. It sounds so wonderful I'll say it again. We have friends in Brighton. Every once in a while we get a call or text from Char, similar to the following: "Naked bike ride today midday at The Level." At that moment we consider ourselves well-informed. View Gallery »

GalleryA new routine

There are so many ways to live, so many habits to adopt or relinquish, we've found we never approach two places in the same way. One of the unexpected skills we've mastered while traveling is this ability to quickly form a new routine and find ways of exploring things we love in an unfamiliar place. View Gallery »

GalleryA walk to Worthing (almost)

There's an easiness to Brighton and its surroundings in East Sussex. The land does end somewhat abruptly in these dramatic, chalky white cliffs that plunge down into the choppy English Channel. Standing at the edge can feel like looking at an exposed corner that someone forgot to sand and paint. But if you move away from that rugged edge you're greeted with lush hills that were surely carved out of happy, gentle thoughts about what hills should be.  View Gallery »

Marshland

We took a walk in the Wellfleet Bay Wildlife Sanctuary and wrote a story over at Exposure. Check it out!

GalleryKyoto, in an everyday sort of way

Sometimes the eye captures what words cannot express. For once, I'm going to let our eyes do the talking. Right now, it seems to be the only fitting way to explain to you how much we love this city, its streets and its people.

So please, stroll on down, all the way to the bottom. Take your time. But when you're through, once you've had a good, long walk, take an extra moment and tell us how you feel. View Gallery »

GalleryEbisu Festival

On the night of Friday, January 10, we shuffled in along with the rest of the crowd to visit Ebisu-jinja for the Ebisu Festival. During Ebisu, people flock to the shrine to pray for success in business. We slowly made our way around the small compound, watching locals toss money, pray, and buy lucky branches of bamboo which they then decorated with small charms to bring home. According to mythology, Ebisu is slightly crippled and hard of hearing. We noticed, on our way out of the shrine, each visitor knocking with their fists on the wooden walls, calling out to the god to hear their prayers. View Gallery »

GalleryNew Years in Kyoto

On the morning of December 30 we board a tiny, conductor-less train brandishing Thomas the Engine's face on its side. Looking out over the tracks, I'm immediately reminded of the little train from Ghibli's Spirited Away. I find myself thinking about how the imagined world of artists is still a reflection of what they see around them. In fact, I've thought this many times as we've been traveling, especially when a place is synonymous with one artist, like Georgia O'Keeffe and New Mexico. Here, in Japan, this train may not be under water, but it's just as cute and mysterious as the one in the film. View Gallery »

GalleryTenjin-san Flea Market

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