by marlonquinn | Mar 20, 2013 | Travel
Over the weekend I ran into an old friend and by chance we meandered through the conversation to discover we’d narrowly missed paths 7 months earlier in the little publicised French seaside town of Collioure. He’d cycled about 1000kms and gained 23,000 metres in...
by marlonquinn | Feb 27, 2013 | Travel
Fancy a Frenchman telling you that there’s a great adventure to be had in Spain, and he knows just where it is. Stranger things have happened, but thank goodness for local knowledge. Rodolfo, a very accomplished cyclist who resides in one of the most delightful of...
by marlonquinn | Jan 9, 2013 | Culture, Fluid Movements, Travel
Cycling. France. Training with a local Club at the foot of the Pyrenees. Three simple things spun together that seem far removed from belting up and down Beach Rd in Melbourne at 6am. What does it mean to roll along in a club ride through the Pyrenees-Orientales?...
by marlonquinn | Jan 2, 2013 | Culture
Everyone has a story, often it reads with how we want it to be but what it actually is, is the substance all others seek. Alessandro, reported by his sister in Italy in September 2012 as missing, presumed dead, has a story. Presumably the victim of the economy,...
by marlonquinn | Dec 19, 2012 | Culture
Cupcakes. Sweet morsels determined by a sponge-like base and coifs of cream or a spatular slathering of frosting. A hot topic in Montpellier, France at the moment. Much like the vision of a glamorous femme fatale sporting 3-inch heels on a bicycle, cupcakes exude a...
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