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!
Category: travel inspiration
…moments
9am Sunday, Portland Oregon. Downtown. ...a gaunt bearded man in sandals, torn black pleather and dirty grey tracksuit pants shuffles by the corner window of Powells Bookstore cafe, wheeling a wobbling red Zimmer frame overflowing with glistening black garbage bags filled with everything he owns in this world. He doesn't look up, doesnt see me. … Continue reading …moments
…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
…rebooted
I resigned from my job with the NSW Police just now, after a restless night marred by forgotten nightmares and a solid day of jitters, uncertainty and indecision. My nice, safe, well paid and relatively secure government job. It's done. I'm done. They denied my secondment to the Antarctic Division so my only option was … Continue reading …rebooted
…ker-chunk
I almost didn't make it to Seattle. Flying into Sydney early on Saturday morning, I gave my self plenty of time to catch up with people (which didn't happen) and to do some last minute shopping (which didn't happen). I did manage to catch "The Beguiled" in a decent cinema which was a perfect way … Continue reading …ker-chunk
…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.
…holding pattern
Just submitted an application for a job - a promotion that I don't want but will probably get - while waiting to hear about an unexpected job opportunity that I didn't realise I wanted so much until today. At the same time anxiously watching the timer tick down to my "end of June" deadline for action. … Continue reading …holding pattern
trapped…
There a war of sorts going on here in Thailand. Its an urban battle fought house by house, corner by corner, street by street. Every man, woman and child armed to the teeth, ready to engage. Pickup trucks full of masked combatants prowl past the safety of the hostel windows. The wail of ambulances echo through … Continue reading trapped…
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…
…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.
Man Down! 