Posts Tagged: Solo Traveller
Thursday 23rd July 2015 Landed. Much of what happens when I travel seems to play itself over as variations on a theme. Immigration. Two Arab officials chatting very animatedly to each other in Arabic. Like a practised dance he checks
Night shift. One more to go. Life has been pants. Yes I said it. You heard me. It’s been pants. But tonight I am super excited – tomorrow I fly. Short and sweet – Dubai. To see my family. It’s
It’s been a while hasn’t it? It’s nice to be back. My brain is slowly dissolving, I’d like to gain it back. I let my mind wander to where my heart longs to be – away, somewhere, anywhere. Anywhere but here.
‘Yesterday, I went for a massive drive. It was a beautiful evening, and I just couldn’t go home and sit there and pretend to study. So I went. I was in that kind of mood where I couldn’t even listen
I’ve been saving this one up, for a rainy day. Let me tell you about Humberto – what I imagine all grandfathers to be like, if you really got to know them. ‘Saturday 11th October 1920 Amsterdam time My flight from