grass

I have developed somewhat of a reputation among certain circles as being a connoisseur of grass. I'm not talking the hallucinogenic herbs common in Amsterdam. No, I'm talking good old fashion turf. I can spot a good patch a mile off and have been known to base my day around finding such places. I may have mentioned something to that effect in how it should be done.

It all started some time shortly after discovering that Australia didn’t have a monopoly on sunlight. With the solid white roof throughout the UK I was in fact beginning to wonder. I think it may have been in Copenhagen of all places where this fetish took root (capitol pun!) with a German law student going by the name of Wolf and a girl I can barely recall. We had all gotten off the same 17 hour train, proceeded to get some beer and sleep in sunny park for 5 hours. Then I checked my bags in. And slept in bed for a couple. Some of the most pristine, dare I say virginal grass I have yet encountered is almost certainly in the High Tatras mountains (pictured above). Untouched by blade, this is truly natural grass, wholesome, clean and strewn with wild flowers. There was a good nap there too (notice the manish imprint i left behind). Germany was another good place for grass I decided. And not that horrendous Cooch grass we get in Australia. No I'm talking lush, proper lawn grass. I distinctly remember Crispy and David giving me hell all throughout Frankfurt... but guess which two people ended up lying in a expansive park with the master himself? That’s right... and if Crispy only knew what I got up to while he was at work...

But alas, the grass in Italy made me weep. Naught but dusty patches with rough brown patches. And Croatia, oh Croatia... I'm not sure that grass has even made it across the Agean Sea yet, so as you can imagine, these past few weeks have been trying to say the least. Once I thought I was in with a chance when I found a cosy little piazza in Rome but Stephen and I were moved along rather sharply by 'the Law'.

I'm looking forward to this trip to Lyon however... I hear they have some marvellous lawns in the Rhône-Alpes region.