Venice

Roberta Rich, Special to National Post | 29/11/13 Venice dazzles. It beguiles. It fascinates. During the day it glitters like a diamond in the sun. At night it is so quiet, so filled with shadows, you can hear the drip of water off the oars of the gondolas, the closing…
Monday, March 1, 2010Friends ask me what I do in Colima, a town of about 200,000 souls south of Guadalajara as though I morphed into a totally different person when I cross the border into Mexico. Well, actually I do. For one thing I have fewer distractions here. No phone,…
A common question friends and reader ask me is what prompted me to write about the 16th century Venetian ghetto?  I am not an historian, in fact until I started the book, had not been much interested in history. I was flummoxed about how to respond to this question until…
Driving three thousand kilometres from Vancouver to Colima, Mexico with Maggie is an unalloyed pleasure- except for one thing. She is seven years old now, placid, sedate, the doggy equivalent of late middle age, kind of like us. She has her bed in the back of the station wagon and…