That was going to be the title of my Grammy winning blues album... of train songs.

After surviving the ice and snow, it was just hairpin turns on mountain roads and breakfast buffets we had to watch out for.

With every new obstacle I would think, "we should probably turn back before it gets even worse," but up we went.

"Italy is great if you want to exprience amazing food, wine, gorgeous scenery or meet a beautiful woman, but don’t try to mail a letter."

It's a good thing that this blog only numbers its readers in the dozens and not the thousands because I would hate for this one to get out

Ramblin' our way to Gaudi's Barcelona, by luxury motor coach.

We are three weeks into our first “Ramble On Residency.” An oxymoronic notion that involves traveling in one place.