...and thanks for the 11-20 metre waves ahead. **This is a placeholder post in case I lose service. If I do then it’s 2 weeks of no internet and social media blackout. This may be brief but I’ll try to update throughout the day - it is a little hectic. So far so good. The … Continue reading …so long
Category: Off the tourist track
…downtime
So I'm in Hobart now. Hobart Tasmania, the Island state of Australia located due south of Melbourne and thrown back about 25 years in time. The whole state has less people living in it than Portland, Oregon. What a weird place it is. Almost not like Australia at all - at least until someone opens … Continue reading …downtime
…9 lives.
I'm a cat person. Love 'em. Miss 'em. Identify. They're magical : a solitary, multidimensional and independent creature existing in a state of unpredictable duality. Peace/Violence, Contentment/Fury. Mostly warm, cuddly and purrrrrry, but never more than a millisecond from becoming a chaotic death dealing whirlwind of tendons, teeth and talons. Personally, I'm mostly like that … Continue reading …9 lives.
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…
…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…
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…
rain…
Its been almost 24 hours of solid rain here in Chiang Mai and my third soaking by traffic this morning alone. It appears inevitable that no matter what I do today, I will get soaked. Just as well that I wore the fancy swimming shorts. I hadn't even had my first coffee of the day … Continue reading rain…
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
nothing is something…
Sometimes I have nothing to say. Its extraordinary...shocking even and for the people that know me well, quite disturbing. It's the "I've got a bad feeling about this" Star Wars moment. I welcome it when it happens, it just doesn't happen a lot. The restlessness of my mind usually generates a constant background hum and … Continue reading nothing is something…
Man Down! 