Glimpses of Milano

I just love peeking into the courtyards of some of the private properties while strolling through the streets of Milan.
The exceptionally elaborate Duomo di Milano (Milan Cathedral).


The view of the entrance to the Galleria Vittorio Emanuele II, from the top of the cathedral.


One of the world’s oldest shopping malls
– the beautifully elegant Galleria Vittorio Emanuele II.


As usual, this is always my favourite shop in any shopping mall. 😉
Isn’t that a lovely window display?
One can’t say goodbye to Milan without first saying ‘hello’ to dear old Leonardo, I guess.

A taste of Italy

Hello again, everyone! 🙂

Yes, I’m back from my holidays! Back from the land of pasta and gelato, of Leonardo and Michelangelo …… it’s almost 2 weeks now since I’m back and have been thrown harshly back to reality (ie: work!) Sigh……. Not meaning to sound ungrateful for the wonderful break that I have been blessed with, but as always, there is the ‘post holiday blues’ that one has to contend with after the dust has settled. But I do thank God for having been able to have had a safe and most memorable trip. It has been a rather significant journey on many levels, both for me and my travelling companions.

Thanks also for all the well wishes from all of you! And so, as a note of appreciation, you will all be rewarded with an overload of photos to come! (hahahaha…… now, isn’t that just the perfect excuse for indulging myself?!) 😉

Anyway, remember what I wrote about my ‘reading plans’ while  I was to get myself busy with getting a taste of Italy? Well, it was to be able to at least try and read A Room with A View while in Florence. And guess what? I did manage to read the whole of (*drum rolls, please!*)………. three chapters, out of the entire trip! :O
Yes, shameful I know. But that was because I was rather caught up with some other things, like ……

……. trying to survive driving in Italy

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My first experience with driving on the ‘wrong’ side of the road. Took some real getting use to. Also discovered that Italians aren’t exactly the most patient people on the road. :p

…… making new acquaintances along the way

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I had the most delightful time playing with this little fellow at the lovely farmhouse we were staying in at Tuscany.

…… being captivated by the beauty of the Tuscan landscape

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IMG_8526 (tuscany 2)……. busy sampling the local dishes

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If you ever find yourself in the province of Siena while exploring the Tuscan region, you have to remember to try their local pasta. It’s a kind of thick, hand-rolled pasta (known as “pici”). Simply delicious!

……. giving the Leaning Tower of Pisa a helping hand! :p

IMG_7828 (pisa)…….. popping over to The Vatican City to send my regards to the Pope

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……. climbing up the dome of the St. Peter’s Basillica to get the view from the top

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……. stopping by at the Trevi Fountain (to see if people really do still throw 3 coins into it) :p

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The Trevi Fountain in Rome.
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What we saw instead was a successful marriage proposal by the fountain followed by loud cheers from the crowd, congratulating this happy couple. 🙂

……. walking through the ruins of Pompeii

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……. visiting the Blue Grotto on the coast of the Isle of Capri

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Choppy waters while lying down flat in a small row-boat to enter into the sea cave, can (& did) cause abit of motion sickness to those that are less hardy (like me).

blue grotto ……… taking the chair lift up to the peak of Mount Solaro (highest point of Capri)

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This, unexpectedly, was to become one of my favourite experiences from the trip.
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The view from the top. The quality of my photo here does not do justice to the real thing. It’s so quiet and tranquil up here, almost surreal.

…….. well, back to civilization!

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…….  to arts & culture

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A replica of Michelangelo’s David, outside the Palazzo Vecchio in Florence. The real one can be found at the Accademia Gallery.
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To get the best views of Florence and the Arno, do make your way up to the Piazza de Michelangelo (Michelangelo’s Square).

……… and gelatos!

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One of the best gelatos around can be found at Shockolat, a gelateria located near the church of Santa Maria delle Grazie (where Leonardo’s The Last Supper is) in Milan.

And although I did not get to read as much of the book in Florence as I had hoped to, I did however get to do this :

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Life imitating art.

 And gosh, was it fun!! 🙂

p/s – there will be more photos to come in the up-coming posts, so if you are not into that sort of thing, don’t say you have not been warned. :p

Ending the year with a bang (or rather, a loud THUD!)

BBW all (BW 2a) pYes, I am definitely ending the year on a high! Not contented with just a tiny ‘thud’, it has to be a THUD!THUD!…THUD…THUD!THUD!! :p

In case you are wondering, no, these are not what I found under my Christmas tree. The people in my life obviously do not think I am in need of any help in the book buying department, as I hardly ever get any books as gifts anymore. They probably think I am in need of help in the opposite, rather.

As such, left to my own devices, this is the bounty resulting from my six days of book-hunting at the biggest book sale ever to have been held over here in Malaysia. A person of stronger mettle might have been able to exert more restraint and resist such temptations I guess, but clearly, I am not that person. Honestly, I really do get a tingling sensation of thrill and excitement just by looking at them all spread out there. Many a times when I stop to gaze at my shelves and stacks of books, thinking of all the goodness that is lying in wait for me within those pages, I just feel like I am the richest person in the world.

Does anyone here feel the same?

Anyway, without further ado…… here they are, in all their glorious beauty and dazzling splendour!

BBW 1Isn’t that about the most beautiful cover you’ve ever seen on a book? I just fell in love with this Margaret Drabble’s A Writer’s Britain, the moment I set eyes on it. And the binding and texture of the book feels really good too. As I am a big fan of all things British (well, almost all), this anthology of how different localities and landscape has played a part in the works of various British poets and novelists seem like a perfect blend of both inner and outer beauty. I have not read anything by Drabble as yet, and am looking forward to reading her. Also interesting to be reminded that she is the sister of A.S Byatt with whom she has a lifetime “feud that is beyond repair”.

Doris Lessing is another writer I am looking forward to reading, not so much her novels though, but rather her essays and short stories. And talking about short stories, Julian Barnes’s The Lemon Table and Jeanette Winterson’s anthology of opera-inspired stories by some of the most acclaimed writers of modern fiction in Midsummer Nights look to be very promising too.

I was very excited to come across Four Letter Word, an inspired and unique collection of love letters edited by Joshua Knelman & Rosalind Porter. “Is there any communication more potent than the love letter? Is there any charge greater than seeing those words on paper? The editors of this collection decided to ask some of the most important writers of our time to compose a fictional love letter – breathing new life into a forgotten custom, and affording words themselves the power of seduction that they richly deserve. The result is an iridescent picture of what love looks like in the twenty-first century: a collage of methods and moods. Each letter is radically different from the others, and all but one are published for the first time.” Some of the names included here are Margaret Atwood, Neil Gaiman, Lionel Shriver, Jan Morris, Jeanette Winterson, Audrey Niffenegger, to name a few. Delicious!

BBW 2Speaking of delicious, I manged to get myself a few titles from the Penguin Great Food series, which look really delectable both inside out. I’ve got the ones by Charles Lamb, M.F.K Fischer, Alice B. Toklas and Brillat-Savarin’s Pleasures of The Table. Still on the subject of food, Adam Gopnik’s essays in The Table Comes First is also another much anticipated read. I still want to read his Paris To The Moon (which has been sitting on my shelves for a while now) first though, before getting to The Table.  I sometimes see myself like my dog, Sandy, who while having a bone/ treat already in her mouth, still tries to get her paws at another piece. :p

I have always wanted to read Hemingway’s A Moveable Feast and so was happy to find it at the sale. And having recently started on Alexander McCall Smith’s The Dog Who Came In From The Cold (and liking it), I thought I’d add another one (Friends, Lovers, Chocolate) to the collection. Besides, it was in an edition that I like.

I am no gardener, and have close to zero knowledge about plants and gardening. But in recent years, I seem to have developed a fascination for books on the history and science of it, also memoirs of those working on their gardens and such. Maybe it’s also the influence from reading the blogs of all you garden loving bloggers out there that has brought about this new appreciation. At least I know I recognise the name Anna Pavord from having read about her in The Captive Reader’s blog. The Naming of Names: The Search for Order in the World of Plants certainly looks to be a fascinating read.

BBW 3aAlthough I have been slowly acquiring various volumes on the Mitford sisters and their works, I have never read any of eldest sister Nancy’s books. Now, having found three of her fictions and one non-fiction (Frederick The Great), I can finally see for myself where her genius lies.

Joseph Brodsky is a name I have never come across before, but definitely not unfamiliar to many of you I suppose, being a Nobel Prize winner for Literature at one time. I like essays, and this one (Less Than One & other selected essays) sounds like pretty good stuff!

I have only read, or rather listened, to Graham Greene’s The End of The Affair and although I enjoyed it, I somehow do not find myself wanting to read any of his other books as their subject matters just don’t quite appeal to me. But a book on Greene’s life in letters, that’s another story altogether.

BBW 3bIf you haven’t noticed that I love books on other people’s letters, here’s two more to convince you. Jessica Mitford’s Decca and Lillian Smith’s How Am I To Be Heard?. The Mitford one I am familiar with, but Lillian Smith is new to me. “This compelling volume offers the first full portrait of the life and work of writer Lillian Smith (1897-1966), the foremost southern white liberal of the mid-twentieth century. Smith devoted her life to lifting the veil of southern self-deception about race, class, gender, and sexuality.” Sounds interesting enough to me.

I have not read any Nabokov and have no intention of reading Lolita, his most acclaimed work, but I couldn’t resist this lovely Penguin Modern Classics edition of Pnin. I just love the cover design and the paper quality used in this edition. The story about a Russian professor adapting to the American life and language also seems appealing enough. And I get to say ‘I read Nabokov’ at last (that is, when I have really gotten around to reading it).

Penguin really does have a wide selection of editions and most of them are very pleasing to the eye (and hand, for that matter). I bought both the Chatwin and Auster mainly because they were in the Penguin Deluxe Classics editions. I just love the feel of those French flaps and rough cut pages. Yes, shallow reader that I am.

It was only at this book sale that I first discovered the Penguin’s series of Central European Classics. These are translated works of writers from Central Europe who are completely foreign to me, but all of which appeals to me very much. Titles such as The Elephant, Snows of Yesteryear, Old Masters, Proud to be A Mammal, etc… all look to be very compelling reads.

Another writer whose translated works I am rather excited and looking forward to reading is Mikhail Bulgakov. I managed to get four of his books at this sale and am having a hard time deciding which one to start with. I think I am leaning more towards A Country Doctor’s Notebook, though.

BBW 5For some non-fiction selection, I was most thrilled to find a copy Lucy Worsley’s If Walls Could Talk: An Intimate History of the Home, having read Darlene’s wonderful review of it some time back. The Virago Book of The Joy of Shopping is also looking to be a fun read.

For some heavier non-fiction reading, I managed to find The Lost Battles, a historical account of the fierce competition between Leonardo Da Vinci and Michelangelo, each trying to outdo the other during their heydays. Hot stuff.

This next title really caught my attention – Reading by Moonlight: How Books Saved My Life by Brenda Walker.
“Packing her bag for hospital after being diagnosed with breast cancer, Brenda wondered which book to put in.  As a novelist and professor of literature, her life was built around reading and writing.  Books had always been her solace and sustenance, and now choosing the right one was the most important thing she could do for herself.
I am really interested to know which books she did end up packing into the bag.

If there was one book I did not have to feel guilty for buying, it would be this one.  When We Were Young: A Compendium of Childhood compiled and illustrated by John Burningham. This is because proceeds from the sale of this delightful collection of contributions by various personalities such as Michael Palin, Seamus Heaney, Donna Tart and Kofi Annan, goes entirely to UNICEF. So, that’s my good deed for the day, I guess. What a great excuse for buying a book, don’t you agree? 😉

Back to the fiction section, I was particularly thrilled to find a copy of The Edwardians by Vita Sackville-West. Having been recently reading (and loving!) her All Passion Spent, I think I’m going to be in for a treat with this one as well. And speaking of treats, I can’t wait to read Ishiguro’s The Remains of The Day.

BBW 6This was the final batch of goodies I managed to pick up on the last day of the great sale.

I was really happy to see a copy of Catherine Hall’s The Proof of Love among books that were still left for the taking on the last day. I had read her debut novel, Days of Grace earlier this year, and had really loved it. It was one of my favourite reads for 2012. Am highly anticipating this one now, especially after reading quite a few raving reviews of it around the blogosphere.

William Maxwell is another writer I am keen to get acquainted with. Managed to get my hands on two of his books at this sale, So Long See You Tomorrow and The Chateau. I was actually on the lookout for a copy of his correspondence with Sylvia Townsend Warner The Element of Lavishness, but since none was found I guess I’ll just have to settle with his two novels for the time being. Not really complaining though, as you can see I have more than a fair share of books to keep me busy for a long, long time!

I also found a collection of Du Maurier’s short stories, an Elizabeth Bowen and  a Beryl Bainbridge. And I’ve finally gotten myself a copy of Lady Audley’s Secret, after having been wanting to read it for awhile now.  Then there’s also W. Somerset Maugham’s literary memoir, The Summing Up and Stella Gibbons’s Westwood.  I had already picked up Maugham’s essays on Ten Novels & Their Authors earlier during the sale.

And for something completely different and refreshing, I found Michael Pollan’s A Place of My Own: The Architecture of Daydreams to be utterly appealing. “A room of one’s own: is there anybody who hasn’t at one time or another wished for such a place, hasn’t turned those soft words over until they’d assumed a habitable shape? …. Inspired by both Thoreau and Mr. Blandings, A Place of My Own not only works to convey the history and meaning of all human building, it also marks the connections between our bodies, our minds, and the natural world.”

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A few of my favourite cover designs. These are the crĂšme de la crĂšme in terms of their aesthetic beauty.

BBW allAnd now, to find ‘a place of my own’ where I can sit down to quietly enjoy all these bookish goodness. What bliss!


Tuesday Teaser : The Crimes of Paris

It was a Monday and the Louvre was closed. As was standard practice at the museum on that day of the week, only maintenance workers, cleaning staff, curators, and a few other employees roamed the cavernous halls of the building that was once the home of France’s kings but since the Revolution had been devoted to housing the nation’s art treasures. Acquired through conquest, wealth, good taste, and plunder, those holdings were splendid and vast — so much so that the Louvre could lay claim to being the greatest repository of art in the world. With some fifty acres of gallery space, the collection was too immense for visitors to view in a day or even, some thought, in a lifetime. 

Most guidebooks, therefore, advised tourists not to miss the Salon CarrĂ© (Square Room). In that single room could be seen two paintings by Leonardo da Vinci, three by Titian, two by Raphael, two by Correggio, one by Giorgione, three by Veronese, one by Tintoretto, and — representing non-Italians — one each by Rubens, Rembrandt, and VelĂĄzquez. A stunning display, certainly. But even in that collection of masterpieces, one painting stood out from the rest. That very morning — August 21, 1911 — as the museum’s maintenance director, a man named Picquet, passed through the Salon CarrĂ© on his rounds, he pointed out Leonardo da Vinci’s Mona Lisa, telling a co-worker that it was the most valuable object in the museum. “They say it is worth a million and a half,” Picquet remarked, glancing at his watch as he left the room. The time was 7:20 A.M.

Shortly after Picquet departed the Salon CarrĂ©, a door to a storage closet opened and a man (or men, for it was never proved whether the thief worked alone) emerged. He had been in there since the previous day — Sunday, the museum’s busiest, as that was the only day most Parisians had off from work. Just before closing time, the thief had slipped inside the little closet so that he could emerge in the morning without the need to identify himself to a guard at the entrance. There were many such small rooms and hidden alcoves within the seven-hundred-year-old building; museum officials later confessed that no one knew how many. 

Dorothy & Thomas Hoobler, The Crimes of Paris: A True Story of Murder, Theft, and Detection.


This week’s Tuesday Teaser is once again chosen with Paris still very much in mind (hope no one minds the overdose of all things French on the blog lately!) :p

The central setting of the story takes place at the heart of Paris, and tells the story of what is perhaps the greatest theft of all time – the taking of the Mona Lisa from the Louvre. The book does look to be very promising, with all the right ingredients to make for a thrilling roller-coaster ride of a tale. I think it  might still be worthwhile to consider checking the book out, even if like me, you do not quite get what is it about the lady with the half smile that the world is willing to pay millions for. 😉