Posts Tagged: Travel

Flowers in her hair

Less than 24 hours back from India and the phased return has commenced. I see-saw between unpacking my belongings, a mark of making moves to return to this world, versus sitting in complete stillness, just to keep it seeped inside

Flowers in her hair

Less than 24 hours back from India and the phased return has commenced. I see-saw between unpacking my belongings, a mark of making moves to return to this world, versus sitting in complete stillness, just to keep it seeped inside

Half way house

Half way there, or just over.  The first leg was easy.  Easy in the sense it’s been done many times now.   I’ve discovered a new book.  (Well, actually an old one, that I just haven’t got round to reading

Half way house

Half way there, or just over.  The first leg was easy.  Easy in the sense it’s been done many times now.   I’ve discovered a new book.  (Well, actually an old one, that I just haven’t got round to reading

AHHHHH!!! IM GOING TO INDIA!!!

Is pretty much how I feel. I want to scream it at the top of my lungs, but I don’t think people would thank me for it. Until yesterday I still didn’t let myself think I was going.  How many

AHHHHH!!! IM GOING TO INDIA!!!

Is pretty much how I feel. I want to scream it at the top of my lungs, but I don’t think people would thank me for it. Until yesterday I still didn’t let myself think I was going.  How many

La Dolce Far Niente

‘The Art of Doing Nothing…’ A lovely term coined (and possibly even invented) by the Italians.  Is there ever more pleasure than this? Sunset at Sunset Pizzeria – Marina di Pisa, Italy I have to say, in recent weeks I

La Dolce Far Niente

‘The Art of Doing Nothing…’ A lovely term coined (and possibly even invented) by the Italians.  Is there ever more pleasure than this? Sunset at Sunset Pizzeria – Marina di Pisa, Italy I have to say, in recent weeks I

‘Our team were invited to have a meal of traditional dal bhat…’

It’s amazing how one little sentence can spark an array of memories, twisting and weaving and exploding I would say all over my mind. Dal bhat, the traditional Nepalese post trek chow.  Simple, not particularly elegant, but damn good grub. 

‘Our team were invited to have a meal of traditional dal bhat…’

It’s amazing how one little sentence can spark an array of memories, twisting and weaving and exploding I would say all over my mind. Dal bhat, the traditional Nepalese post trek chow.  Simple, not particularly elegant, but damn good grub.