Coogan + Brydon=Bliss: A Trip to Greece

Here’s a first: I rented the new, fourth and unfortunately last of Michael Winterbottom’s Trip series with the delectable Steve Coogan and Rob Brydon AND was enjoying it so intensely, I watched it in spurts in purpose. Their impersonations, singing, sound effects are so dizzying, their conversations so witty and fun, that why you would… Continue reading Coogan + Brydon=Bliss: A Trip to Greece

Would the real Steve Coogan please stand up? (The Trip to Spain)

I’ve had enough of Mother Nature (Irma here, deadly Maria and Mexico City earthquakes there) so I decided to forego mother! until I have someone to give me a hug after. And I could use a hug. Let’s just say I wish people were more self-aware, acknowledged questions or previous plans and communicated in a… Continue reading Would the real Steve Coogan please stand up? (The Trip to Spain)

“A Trip to Italy”, akin to sorbet; pretty colors, shallow nutrition

I’m a bit of a homebody and that trait tranfers over to my vacation choices as well. Meaning, I like to vacation in the ol’ US of A and think a sojourn to Italy is the equivalent of buying a fine wine when the local varietal is just as palatable. But hold up! Michael Winterbottom’s… Continue reading “A Trip to Italy”, akin to sorbet; pretty colors, shallow nutrition