stinkyman… (2 carriages : 1 bitch part 2)

... so where was I? OK. Oradea. Stunning place. I step a long half meter down to the platform - Ms Shittypants has waited til last to leave as well. We carefully avoid eye contact as we hit the concrete: thankfully she is quickly lost in the crowded station. The station is tiny! Pushing through … Continue reading stinkyman… (2 carriages : 1 bitch part 2)

f*cking tourists…

What a pack of bastards! They come to your country, spend a few days running around seeing the tourist sights, read a few Wikipedia articles (at the very least a travel mag article) and then have the gall to constantly Instagram or Facebook the living fuck out of the mundane places where you work, have … Continue reading f*cking tourists…

Roam-ania…

Yep there's a good reason I haven't been writing lately: too many Dad jokes and awful puns bouncing around in my brain. I'll quietly get them out of the way while I check out a coffee shop Oana recommended - OVRIDE coffee in the Timi┼čoara City Centre. It's buzzing here, almost as much as my … Continue reading Roam-ania…

More bloody ghosts!

Let's change pace again - no pics or pith...just words before I forget them. There's something about Thailand that mashes up my subconscious like a banana in a blender. My sweet Thai dreams last night were again haunted by weirdness and spirits from the past. It wasn't a bad thing, and the haunting this time … Continue reading More bloody ghosts!

…cages

So, how 'bout this 'freedom' thing that all the cool kids are talking about lately - WTF is that about? <warning - this is a bit random and ranty as I'm having a day - continue at own risk> Freedom to travel, do, see, taste what you please when you want to without any real … Continue reading …cages

Here’s the thing…

...creatively, I can only seem to function in crisis mode. When things are going along nicely, my little dark wordy well of hopelessness and despair runs dry, along with any desire to write or create or share. 'Thank Fuck! - keep your whiny bullshit to yourself', you cry. Fear not and rest assured, Dear Reader, … Continue reading Here’s the thing…

…lucky?

So I'm back again. Regional Australia, Western NSW. Dubbo. The temperature is over 32 degrees, the air is still and the outback sun is blasting down under an endless blue sky. The sudden jump in temperature from my previous home is hard to take. Antarctic-induced pale skin is starting to burn red and I'm still … Continue reading …lucky?