by David McGuffin | Apr 7, 2011 | Culture & Customs, Eating & Drinking
For me, one of the delights of European travel is purchasing something “over there” that is not available at home. The Magnum Ice Cream Bar is one such item that has kept my European sweet tooth satisfied for many years. People who have traveled with me know of my passion for the Magnum Classic and how a tour is not complete until I’ve introduced the pleasure to all.
Unfortunately, my Magnum passion changed last week while I was visiting Madrid. Sitting at an outdoor table on the Plaza Major, I began getting a barrage of emails and texts from back home in Florida. At first, I thought an emergency must have happened with my family; however, my mind was soon put to at ease as I read the messages. It seems that the Magnum Bar had made its way across the Atlantic Ocean to Wal-Mart and Target freezer cases everywhere. My friends were notifying me with excited messages so that I could rush right out and get one. Little did they know I did not accept the news with their anticipated enthusiasm.
You see, I think there is something almost sacred about the exclusivity of certain products available in Europe, but not in the USA. On every trip to Europe, I once looked forward to my first Magnum Bar of the tour and my last Magnum Bar of the tour. I enjoyed reliving the first moment a rookie experiences a Magnum when biting through that rich dark chocolate into the creamy ice-cold center. I especially enjoyed the moment when my tour group members would come back to the bus and describe their afternoon Magnum Bar adventures. It’s a sad thing to think those experiences will no longer be a part of my tours!
However, while sitting there in Spain lamenting the non-exclusivity of the now “world-traveled” Magnum Bar, I began thinking of all the special products that no matter how hard someone tried, would never make it to the USA. That made me happy! So, from now on, I’ll use my Magnum Bar story to illustrate the need to “go local” and experience unique products only available in situ, at the location of origin.
What about you? What are your thoughts about the downfall of the Magnum Bar? Consider sharing a memory or experience only available “at the location” and which can never be mass produced and exported to the world.
by David McGuffin | Mar 13, 2011 | Culture & Customs, Destinations
Just by luck, I happen on a CARNEVAL celebration weekend in Zurich. Yesterday, the old city center was alive with people, mardi gras-like beads, tons of confetti and an odd assortment of costumes, bands, and well-lubricated people enjoying the event.

I did not arrive on site until about 7:00 p.m., but even at that hour, the town was alive with action. Actually, I had arrived to find someplace to eat dinner, but those plans were put on hold for a bit so I could experience the festivities.
Walking just one block in either direction from the wild festival atmosphere brings you to the peaceful river and a great illuminating view church spires.


by David McGuffin | Jan 30, 2011 | Culture & Customs, Destinations, Experiencing Europe

For some reason I am much more aware of fashion when in Siena than in other parts of the world. I don’t know if it’s the allure of
Il Campo, the
passeggiata on
via Banchi di Sopra or maybe just my heighten awareness of people. Regardless the cause, I know I do a lot more people watching when in Siena than in any other place.
Last week I made a whirlwind trip to Italy to lay the groundwork for a new itinerary linking Rome and Tuscany. In four days, I traced the route that my “real tour” would experience in eight days. It was a bit grueling, especially driving from Rome to Volterra on that first day, but with a few stops for an espresso at the Autogrill, I survived.
We arrived in Siena on night three of my “tour.” During the past three days, my tour guide friends, Andy and Mary Ada, had been meticulously combing every detail of this new itinerary. Ditching the rental car and checking into Hotel Chiusarelli was such a relief! No more driving… just walking the medieval streets of Siena.
We went directly to Il Campo, the weather was great so we grabbed a seat at one of the outdoor cafes and ordered lunch. One of the first things I noticed being here “off-season” was the lack of tourists. The huge square was scattered with just a few pods of people enjoying the sun and a picnic lunch. For early January, this warm weather is very uncommon and it seemed that many local folks were out to make the most of it.
Sitting there in the sun enjoying my pasta our conversation turned to the Palio, the famous horse race that occurs on this very square twice in the summer. As I described the event to my friends, I began pointing out the various brackets on the exterior walls around the square meant to attach rickety old wooden bleachers for the thousands who arrive in town for the horse race. In my description, I pointed out what I think is the perfect balcony perch for taking in this magnificent square during the Palio or anytime during the year. You can only access this balcony by way of the bar, discreetly tucked into the building below and if you are not looking for it, you’ll miss it.
After lunch, we went our own way and decided to meet up later for dinner. I poked around Siena’s various contrada neighborhoods hoping to run across some previously undiscovered (for me) little gem of a bar, restaurant or shop. I found many of them, but most importantly, I experienced Siena with only the locals in town. As I said, this was so unlike the heavy tourist traffic in the spring and summer months. Finally, I picked out a place in the market square to return to for dinner.
By now it was late afternoon, as I walked across Il Campo the long shadow from the bell tower stretched nearly all the way across the square. Leaving the sun, the temperature dropped ten degrees as I entered the main pedestrian streets known as via Banchi di Sopra. Suddenly I was among more people than I had seen all day! It was as if all of Siena had suddenly come out to take a stroll and visit with one another. I had walked right into the daily ritual known in Italy as the passeggiata, or the slow walk.
I dug out my camera and began snapping photos because I realized every woman was wearing some version of knee-high boots. There were all styles and colors ranging from swanky black leather to more casual thigh-high suede leather ones with fringe. I’ve included a few of the photos I snapped just so you can get an idea.



Big Boots & Little Kids

boot boots


Also, notice the men… many are wearing stylish shiny quilted jackets with faux-fur collars… something you’d never catch any guy in the USA wearing. Also, notice the white tennis shoes and jeans sported by the guys. That struck me as odd because I’ve always preached not to wear white running/tennis shoes because that screams “American tourist” to everyone. Well, these shoes were not exactly our version of tennis shoes, but pretty close.
So, foot fashions are changing… be on the lookout for tall boots and designer tennis shoes coming to a shopping mall near you… and don’t forget to pick up your faux-fur collared men’s jackets!
Ciao from Siena!
-David
P.S. Click here for another one of my “fashion” epiphanies in Siena.
2 more entries about hanging out on Il Campo:
Fashion in Siena
Camping out on Il Campo!
by David McGuffin | Dec 10, 2010 | Culture & Customs
I ran across this piece while listening to NPR. It give a great insight into music composition and recording. For you aspiring musicians and composers, this is a must listen!
Here is the link:
http://www.npr.org/blogs/therecord/2010/12/09/131912596/the-making-of-a-hit-song-jerry-wonda-s-platinum-sound
by David McGuffin | Sep 13, 2010 | Adventures in Tour Guiding, Culture & Customs, Destinations
I am back home after a summer of traveling in Europe. Over the past three months, I have visited and led tours in Ireland, Germany’s Mosel River Valley, Prague, lots of places in Italy, Scotland and Paris. Although many destinations felt like my second home, I did visit a few new locales that I can tuck away for future reference. Here is a pictorial review of my summer travel highlights.

IRELAND – Clonmacnoise Monastic site – County Offaly

IRELAND – Stacks of drying peat logs – County Offaly

IRELAND – The Cliffs of Mohar – County Clare

IRELAND- The Dingle Pub – County Kerry
Somebody had too much Guiness and got the wrong end up!

IRELAND – O’Flarherty’s Pub – Dingle, County Kerry
The Mosel River Valley – Germany

PRAGUE – Czech Republic

PRAGUE – Traditional Czech Restaurant

ITALY – Monterosso al Mare – Liguria (Cinque Terre)
Chef/owner Luigi Corcioli at La Lampara Ciak. The best spaghetti with shellfish I’ve ever tasted.

ITALY – Volterra, Tuscany
The only bar I go to in Volterra is “La Vene di Vino.” Owners Lucio and Bruno know how to make you feel at home and serve up some really good Tuscan vino.

Traveling by train from Milano to La Spezia.

ITALY- San Gimignano, Tuscany
Medieval Festival

ITALY – Florence, Tuscany
Cityscape view from the “Piazelle Michelangelo.”

ITALY – Volterra, Tuscany
Me and Genuino Del Duca, owner of my most favorite restaurant in all of Italy.
Ristorante Enoteca Del Duca – Volterra

SCOTLAND – Glasgow
The “Willow Tea Room” made famous by architect Charles Rennie Mackintosh. We dropped by for brunch at 10:30 on a Saturday morning. I had tea (of course) and a Scottish Salmon sandwich. During the entire experience I felt like I had to hold out my little finger while sipping the tea.

SCOTLAND – Oban

SCOTLAND – Lough Earn
We had a beautiful day to drive across Scotland from west to east.

SCOTLAND – St. Andrews
My friend John striking a pose on the 18th fairway at St. Andrews Old Course.

ITALY – Amalfi

ITALY – Ravello
The second time I’ve ever brought a tuxedo to Europe. I attended a wedding at Villa Cimbrone and it was amazing!

ITALY – Rome, Lazio
I caught the sunbeams just right in St. Peter’s.

ITALY – Viaggio, Tuscany
Charlotte and I spent the first two nights of our vacation here at
Agriturismo Savernano.

ITALY – Volterra, Tuscany
We happend upon a festival on July 31, 2010. Approaching midnight , the main square was filled with people lighting hot air filled luminaries. At midnight they sent them on their way into the night.

ITALY – Riomaggiore, Luguria
It has become a tradition that Charlotte and I spend a week at the
“Cinque Terre Residences” in August.
This year we ate out once and then I cooked the rest of the nights.
Thanks for taking a look at my photo gallery. Remember, you can join me in most any of theses destinations by taking a David McGuffin tour. Check out what I’ve got to offer at https://davidmcguffin.com.
by David McGuffin | Aug 2, 2009 | Culture & Customs, David's Journal
Historically, people have always butchered my last name. It’s pretty simple, and phonetic too… McGuffin. Yet all my life it has been pronounced incorrectly. Here are just a few of the variations: McGriffin, McGruffin, McGaffin, McGuhhh, McGovern, and so on.
I was in Ireland recently and had the opportunity to say or write my name on a daily basis. Only one aurally-imparied lady got it wrong. I guess that just goes to show you that the Irish and I have some common roots.