... it seemed a hundred years had passed since I'd heard the first whale blow and every nerve ending in my body was sparkling. Soaked in adrenaline, buzzed on nicotine and cocooned in a humming halo of nervous energy, my monkey brain overloaded - 'eeeep!' - then shut down. Fight, flight or freeze. I froze: … Continue reading time machine 2…
Category: Grief
time machine…
Few positive events in your life burn themselves into your minds eye so deeply that whenever you return to that moment, your body immediately reacts - chemically, viscerally : your heart races, your breath catches in your throat, nerves tingle -racing up and down your spine. Even the tiniest hairs on your body prickle into … Continue reading time machine…
Back to the present…
I'm travelling overseas more and more frequently now as my last real anchor to a conventional life was buried with Mum in February. All that remains now is a need to keep moving, and the notion of settling down and making do is vanishing behind me. So... this 'Travel' thing eh? I'm totally lost to … Continue reading Back to the present…
…time
My mother died today. She was a complicated woman, who found a strong quiet man that loved her completely. The best thing about today is that they are together again. We all seem to think we have enough time. We don't.
…not in Iran.
I'm actually in Bali at the moment, and NOT Iran as the hacker trying out my account names and passwords seems to be. Remember ... Bali? 2 week Yoga Therapy Course ? Please keep up. Returning from 11 month sabbatical, my recreation leave balance was way up - so take 2 weeks? Well, if you … Continue reading …not in Iran.
We’ll always have Paris…
... which is lucky as I never made it to Casablanca. With the watery ghost of the viral infection/food poisoning still lingering, I was physically exhausted. On the plus side it was great for losing weight, but the minuses sucked. Sleeping was difficult and I couldn't venture far from a bathroom. Although I've a generally … Continue reading We’ll always have Paris…
checkout time…
It's 11.45am on Sunday, Islamic New Years Day. As I sit here at Kafein cafe editing the crazy out of this post, the call to prayer is echoing around the city from every mosque in town. The blend of calls, all slightly out of time and with different tones and voices, create a dull but … Continue reading checkout time…
nothing is something…2
Yesterdays post was a blomit, (apologies) but today's will be a little more considered, interesting and hopefully not so meandering. After Chiang Dao, we decided to head up towards the Golden Triangle - that opium soaked corner of Thailand where Laos, Burma and Thailand meet. It seemed suitable remote and mountainous enough to satisfy our … Continue reading nothing is something…2
Black Moon in Baan Tai – Part 2
After a night spent dreaming of sharks, worst case scenarios and general underwater nastiness, chiding myself for being impulsive and reckless, and asking every friend I know that dives their opinion (thanks Kate), I dragged myself out of bed early on Saturday morning for the 7.00am start and the boat ride out to Sail Rock. … Continue reading Black Moon in Baan Tai – Part 2
Life rafts
Chiang Mai is great but I'm craving a change. As domestic flights in Thailand are relatively cheap, I've decided to head south - it's more of a timeliness thing and goes against my "by ground" travel plans , but 12 hours in an overnight bus was just to risky, despite the price. So for the princely … Continue reading Life rafts
Man Down! 