Month: May 2015

Genoa – It Was Genoa

Genoa was seedy. And not hip seedy, the kind of place where men in skinny jeans play digital music for models in refurbished warehouses. Genoa was like, pre-that. So, pre-refurbished warehouses. Still fully furbished. Which I assume means “covered in grime.” Imagine a big city and add a grey filter. Great, you’re picturing Genoa. It was probably the only time…

Chamonix – The Spa

There’s getting wet. And then there’s getting wet in the spa at l’Heliopic. Allow the stunning spa attendant to provide you with a freshly fluffed towel and pair of cozy plush slippers. Make use of the extensive locker room to divulge yourself of worldly possessions. In this Poseidon’s garden, you won’t be needing technology. Just a swimsuit, a body, and…

Love in the Time of Grand Theft Auto V

It’s been over a day and she hasn’t responded to my text. I asked a question – a simple question! – about what she’s doing tonight. I asked yesterday afternoon, assuming she would get back to me yesterday evening, assuming we would then plan something for tonight, something for three hours from now. Do I text again? Double down on…