Getting married in Portugal
Mary Murphy
July 5, 2016
I’ve been to funerals of people I’ve never met. I’ve never said hello to the body in the coffin, shook their hand, or passed the
I’ve been to funerals of people I’ve never met. I’ve never said hello to the body in the coffin, shook their hand, or passed the
What to do on holiday when it’s lashing out of the high heavens and your hotel room is way too small for comfort? Some would
Travel between Georgian cities is by way of marshrutkas – minivans driven by madmen. In Kutaisi, they leave from the bus station car park and stop
I’m not great at needlework. I can’t paint. I don’t have the patience to bead. Pottery, ceramics, and mosaics are beyond my reach, artistic wise.
Years ago, in another world, when I was living an Irish version of Armistead Maupin’s Tales of the City, I shared a house with an
The tides of fortune ebb and flow. Periods of economic prosperity are often preceded and succeeded by periods of austerity. At any given moment in
Many moons ago, a priest friend of mine visiting Budapest begged me not to take him on an ABC tour. Him being a priest, Anglican,
I prefer to wander rather than be led. But needs must. When time is limited with just one day to see so much, it’s best
The Ancient Greeks had their agora – a central gathering place that was ‘the centre of athletic, artistic, spiritual and political life of the city’. Kutaisi, like
Bagrati Cathedral looms over the city of Kutaisi like a proud parent wondering how her child will turn out. It can be seen from any
