From here to the Koots, and back
Saturday, November 29th, 2008The key in life it to push away all the extras, the distractions, the unnecessary noise and temptations, and to focus simply in on what really moves your soul.
For me, the basics that keep me smiling: a clear lake, a thick forest, some good tunes, snowy peaks, local wine, dark chocolate with almonds, raspberries and cherry tomatos. (oh yeah and my marido, con o sin barba).
Simple stuff.
The kind of places I like have a lake I can jump in, some cheap and good ethnic food, friends to share simple adventures with, hikes that lead to high peaks, good coffee, and smart people.
And so while I’m plugging away here at the desk in Bariloche, occasionally daydreaming as I gaze at the forest/lake/mountain view out my window, I’m working on and writing about a few magical days spend in July in a distant land so very similar to the one in front of my eyes.
Oh, how I love the Kootenays. Look familiar?

Okay so maybe they don’t have Malbec, but they do have well-behaved drivers, some of the world’s finest earthly goods, a rational government and damn fine organic espresso.
