tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23400750.post704615972343080132..comments2023-11-03T11:32:01.540+00:00Comments on Thought Experiments : The Blog: How to be a Travel WriterBryan Appleyardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08276787058430388582noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23400750.post-16421799509785191472008-07-30T22:08:00.000+00:002008-07-30T22:08:00.000+00:00Grappa? You're in Greece. Tsiporo is the rotgut of...Grappa? You're in Greece. Tsiporo is the rotgut of choice. But aftre one or two I don't think I can navigate the cpathcha thingiy...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23400750.post-91892673356659563532008-07-30T13:43:00.000+00:002008-07-30T13:43:00.000+00:00Ah, proffizi! The taste of it still lingers in the...Ah, proffizi! The taste of it still lingers in the memory.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23400750.post-78429783569110668792008-07-29T22:18:00.000+00:002008-07-29T22:18:00.000+00:00I believed that post till about halve way through ...I believed that post till about halve way through :-(Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23400750.post-44436936707789339182008-07-29T14:44:00.000+00:002008-07-29T14:44:00.000+00:00He's back, the Bry is back as a matter of fact!The...He's back, the Bry is back as a matter of fact!<BR/><BR/>The itals thing sounds too difficult for me. I prefer in and out, no hunting and pecking for obscure keys (this despite being a person with an accent mark on her last name, which is prob why i don't ever fully sign it here anymore).<BR/><BR/>Why hasn't Mahlerman come on to do a riff on Albanian Liebfraumilch, the special drink only matrons Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23400750.post-82822090504161723932008-07-29T12:51:00.000+00:002008-07-29T12:51:00.000+00:00Well, we learn something new every day, is that wh...Well, we learn something new every day, is that what italics look like, thought they were a Winehouse backing band. Laurie Lee was good, told porkies in italics.maltyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02936465848907794425noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23400750.post-48382528785163120472008-07-29T11:57:00.000+00:002008-07-29T11:57:00.000+00:00Actually, Bry, if you continued in this vein, you ...Actually, Bry, if you continued in this vein, you might well make a million. Think on it and call the man Miller.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23400750.post-74274562620614043002008-07-29T11:44:00.000+00:002008-07-29T11:44:00.000+00:00who reads to the end of anything in newspapers? (e...who reads to the end of anything in <I>newspapers</I>? (except for Mr. A's excellent articles, of course. cough)<BR/><BR/>Eric Newby was supposed to be good, wasn't he? I started a book of his about cycling around Ireland (was a <I>fridge</I> involved? I can't remember.) I gave up after a long, tedious chapter devoted to choosing the right <I>saddle</I>... if I'd had a <I>gun</I>, Nige...Ian russellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11106519805045337505noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23400750.post-43981106282618669362008-07-29T09:31:00.000+00:002008-07-29T09:31:00.000+00:00What, like this? clever... Oh and welcome back Bry...What, like <I>this</I>? clever... <BR/>Oh and welcome back Bryan. So right about travel writing - the stuff in the papers is even worse. Has anyone ever read to the end of one without developing a strong urge to blow their brains out?Nigehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13314891387515045404noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23400750.post-27393841968361113422008-07-29T08:30:00.000+00:002008-07-29T08:30:00.000+00:00I thought Bryan was my disciple.To make italics yo...I thought Bryan was <I>my</I> disciple.<BR/><BR/>To make italics you put an i inside the two pointy bracket things above the comma and full stop in front of the word, and a forward slash and an i inside the two pointy bracket things above the comma and full stop after the word.Brithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00390560583798960760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23400750.post-68401785113559779682008-07-29T08:23:00.000+00:002008-07-29T08:23:00.000+00:00Oh, for the travel writers of yesteryear. Stout ch...Oh, for the travel writers of yesteryear. Stout chaps like Paddy Leigh Fermor and Wilfred Thesiger. Fellows who you would be happy to share a trench and a dinner with; although I suppose that Wilf had his silent and grumpy moments.<BR/><BR/>I, on the other hand, can't even work out how to do italics in these comments. I am but a grain of rice before the feet of the Master, Bryan, and his worthy Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23400750.post-80767276260587141632008-07-29T08:02:00.000+00:002008-07-29T08:02:00.000+00:00And no matter how obscure the place, it is importa...And no matter how obscure the place, it is important to always be more obscure than everyone else, as in:<BR/><BR/>But just a short, six-day hike across the <I>kraftika</I> takes you to the heart of the real Albania, a million miles away from the beaten track where busloads of snap-happy tourists jostle for position in the (purely artificial) <I>tavernas</I>. Here, high up in the <I>gotflobs</I>,Brithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00390560583798960760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23400750.post-63570205160129059162008-07-29T07:40:00.000+00:002008-07-29T07:40:00.000+00:00Don't go there.Don't go there.Ian russellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11106519805045337505noreply@blogger.com