It struck me the other day (mired deep in an existential funk, sulking about mortality and life choices) as I packed my duffle bags for yet another relocation, that being homeless by choice rather than by circumstance is actually a bit of a luxury. Especially in the pandemic era we are living through with its … Continue reading compulsive vagrant…
Category: North Africa
wall…
I've hit a brick wall with my creativity in the past few weeks. A dry spell to match the 36+ degree days and hot summer nights here now that summer has kicked it into high gear. I've run out of stories to tell and the fancy words just aren't there. They are definitely in there … Continue reading wall…
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…
…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!
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…
Man Down! 