September 23rd, 2012
Following in the breaststrokes of Lord Byron
My friend Ash went swimming the other day. From Europe to Asia. Across the Dardanelles, a 6.5 km wide strait of water that separates the continents at the point where the Bosphorus approaches the Aegean sea. He didn’t do this on a whim, unlike Lord Bryon who tackled these choppy […]