…FREEEEEEEEEE!

Monday morning I fly to Hobart for the next part of my journey So far I have packed 4 times (not unusual), stopped myself from buying shit I don't need (highly unusual), and caught up with friends (lucky as its a long weekend and everyone's away). Totally running out of time but still procrastinating massively … Continue reading …FREEEEEEEEEE!

…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

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…

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…

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…

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