Category Archives: Exploration

Is This Art?

ornamental purple cauliflowers

Madrid was a bit of a strange one for me. These guys seriously love their ornamental cauliflowers, for a start, but also, it rained quite a lot & I could not gear myself up to do an awful lot. I went to the Retiro park a lot & the Reina Sofia art gallery, which I loved but didn’t take any photos of. It seems silly to me to take photos of art.

like water


through the telescope

botanical garden

More, more, a few more over at Flickr.



Every Sleep is a Little Death…

i alie paris

Hot damn, Paris is one of my favourite cities. The Eiffel Tower haunted me at every turn, I traipsed through cemetaries in the snow & blitzed past hollow-eyed skulls whilst discussing relationship dysfunction with one of my favourite peoples, we chilled out surrounded by aging, page-crinkled tomes, sipped café express in street-corner cafés & solved the world’s problems. I tried a hookah pipe & did not speak hardly enough French, lost my train ticket to Madrid & spent a night drinking on the steps of the Sacre-Coeur, took more photos of graffiti than people & went to the loo on a building site. I walked around Paris, linking the districts together, becoming lost & cold & wet & still marvelling at being in the deliciously French town. I ate a lot of bread.

petit pont

sacre coeur


little sparrow

skull wall

tastes like apples

book case

Yeah, but where did Hemingway sit?

More at my Flickr. Next week…Madrid.


Where did Hemingway sit?

daisy kissesmontmartreYeah, but where did Hemingway sit?in grande memoriamin memoriamskullz

Few quick pictures of Paris where we blitzed through the catacombs, tramped through Pere Lachaise in the snow, hit up Hemingway’s old haunts and I got stuck. More on that story, later…


The Road Goes Ever On and On

road goes ever ever on

The Road goes ever on and on
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
And I must follow, if I can,
Pursuing it with weary feet,
Until it joins some larger way
Where many paths and errands meet.
And whither then? I cannot say.
– J.R.R Tolkien

I’m leaving for Spain and I feel as though I’m coming unlocked from this existence. Travelling for a month, the longest sustained period of time I’ve been out of the country, I’ll be living without my room and my kitchen. I haven’t travelled on my own for a little while. I can’t wait to go and explore different cities, meet new people, turn corners onto fresh sights…

Living a different life reminds me that there are no rules for any of the lives we live. Becoming locked into one place, a group of people, a city your feet can walk without input from you, locks you into a way of thinking, a way of doing. Travel, surprise, exploration. New experiences to challenge me, new people to question me, the endless horizon…

I’m going to be gone until the 9th of March. Only a couple of hours ago I rendered my netbook entirely useless. I have scheduled a posts for the next couple of weeks, but there might be a quiet period between then and me getting back. DON’T FRET! When I get back there will be plenty more haphazard ranting, de-railed trains of thought and lens-flare happy photographs.



The World Shuts Down


It snowed the other day, which meant EVERYTHING stopped working. We don’t deal well with ‘heavy weather’ in England. I was late for work due to snapping these and falling over a lot on the ice.





More at my flickr.


One down…

oh dear

Since my Dad is in New Zealand for Christmas (and leaves on my birthday!) I went home for First Christmas and took some festive photos.

christmas pud + cream





Otherwise, I’m mostly trying to ignore the festivities as I’m working on Christmas eve and Boxing Day. However, next Monday I’m having a Cupcake Extravanganza for my birthday and will subject attendees to relentless viewings of White Christmas, my concession to the Christmas spirit.


Who Will Rid Me of this Troublesome Priest?

look, it's jesus

Last week, Liz from ABC Adventures came to stay as part of her European jaunt, and so we had a wander around Canterbury’s most famous landmark/tourist hotspot/ pilgrim destination and took photos of the weird and wonderful carvings, murals, odds and sods.

headless grave

stained glass

m + i


afrayed knot

(This is where I sat when I graduated a couple of weeks ago.)

prayer candles



More at my Flickr.

What adventures do you have planned?