Hemingway’s Farm – Finca Vigia
I was expecting something bigger, much bigger. Something deserving of one of the greatest writers of the 20th century. It was definitely a step up from the small room Hemingway lived in on the fifth floor of the Hotel…
What can you hear?
Close your eyes for a minute and listen. What can you hear? I can hear the kitchen clock ticking kookaburras laughing The rolling surf-on-sand sound of cars heading to work Have you ever listened to distant traffic and thought how…
HOW DO I MAKE BLACK BEAN SOUP?
What do you think of when I say ‘Cuba’. Classic cars? Jazz snaking through the dark alleys? The whisper of the ocean breeze through palm fronds? How about black bean soup? No? Well it should. It’s your ticket to a…
