F(ight)T(he)P(ower)…

Where the Hell am I now? Kathmandu, Nepal... It's Tuesday yes? -  had to check - losing track of time means I'm doing this right 🙂 So far today has been constructive - found an amazing little cafe in Thamel  - The Cafe With No Name - that is tucked away in a tiny alley … Continue reading F(ight)T(he)P(ower)…

…back

We just rounded the lighthouse at the tip of Tasmania and got cell service! Guess that means I'm back, at least for a little while. Mixed feelings today, but the dolphins that surfed our wake and escorted us in definitely put a smile on my dial. Will be in our berth by 2pm, hotel by … Continue reading …back

…blur

Its easy to lose track of time when there is no discernible difference between day and night - its all the same here. Just a small variation in the quality of the light. Bright midday sun all day long heightened by the constant blazing glare off the snowcover and the glistening ice, softening to a … Continue reading …blur

…care factor

Last night I saw one of my teenage idols - Pat Benatar - live in a small Indian Casino close to here (SO good), then met a friend at a local bar to catch up after. That turned into another post 3am night out. As a result I am slightly hung over today and my … Continue reading …care factor

homecoming…

I'm back where I started 11 months ago and the only thing that's changed is me. Leaving Chiang Mai on Monday was just another flight, just another airport and I guess didn't really even register as a "this is over" moment as far as my travels for 2016 was concerned. I'd tried not to dwell … Continue reading homecoming…

…Far far away!

I'm at a turning point in this trip. Bingo funds. Push on or turn back but as my Dad always said "It's bad luck to turn back". Leaving the chaos of Cairo far behind, I was heading for Morocco for my birthday. Megan was staying in Cairo, D' had gone home and it was time … Continue reading …Far far away!

denial ain’t just a river…

So I’m in North Africa now. Egypt to be pedantic. Downtown Cairo to be precise. Can you see me? Somewhere to the right in this pic. I'm sitting out front of a small café called Kunst (yes I giggled too ), tucked away off a side alley in the old city. Just across the street … Continue reading denial ain’t just a river…