On the railroad to Lhasa, I watch pass the snow dusted peaks of barren Qinghai. For Heinrich Harrer, it was not the Chinese Government that gave him so much trouble trying to reach these forbidden cities; rather it was the … Continue reading
On the railroad to Lhasa, I watch pass the snow dusted peaks of barren Qinghai. For Heinrich Harrer, it was not the Chinese Government that gave him so much trouble trying to reach these forbidden cities; rather it was the … Continue reading
Outside a Xi’an train station.
I sit amongst these travelers as one of them, resting for a brief instant from the thronged city. Today is May Day, a special day, one of celebration. The gardens are filled with tourists, foreign and Chinese alike, who enjoy the day off and the sun. Couples shyly hold hands, sitting quietly on stone benches, whispering to each other. The roads are clogged with traffic, standing room only on the buses as they weave around the ancient city walls. The restaurants fill with families and wild children who tug at their parents’ clothing and look up at them with expectant faces. The precious only child. The heat bears down. Everyone wants ice cream. Continue reading
Gloucester is preparing to break ground for the new Harbor walk. After two years of in-depth planning and over thirty-five in dreaming, the City is planning on breaking ground this upcoming September for Phase 1. Continue reading
Built in 1810, the grand, brick Blackburn Building at the West end of Main Street in Gloucester, has had a long history of various uses. From hotel to offices to brothel to dance studio, it presently rests as a theatre company, and one that is growing by the day. Continue reading