writer. traveller. life unraveller.
"I was waiting for something extraordinary to happen but as the years wasted on nothing ever did unless I caused it." Charles Bukowski in Post Office (1971). I really need to talk, he wrote. It’s probably better I tell you face to face. Colin’s text messages are infrequent and usually short, to the point. They’re... Continue Reading →
One of the first things I remember about planning to travel the world before I left to do so many years ago was mentally listing all of the things I was afraid of. They were numerous. Would drug smugglers hide illegal snuff in my backpack at the airport unbeknownst to me? Would hand-sized spiders eat... Continue Reading →
Be careful what you ask for. Not just because you might get exactly what you want and few things are more heartbreaking than that, but you may not actually know what it is you’re asking for. That’s the heartbreak bit. I drive like a bit of an asshole. I don’t drive like I own the... Continue Reading →
The first time I drove a motorbike in South East Asia I was robbed. I had just learned to drive a scooter during a holiday on the island of Lombok, next to Bali and one day I was scooting along one of the main roads, in the middle of a beautiful day, and boom–two local... Continue Reading →
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