Category Archives: travel

Street song

There is the measureless madness of the streets, That cacophony of horn honks, The thick packed traffic I step through in staccato stops, Backed up blocks, Radiated by engines idling, Hot and cancerous. There is the smell, ripe, rich, revolting, … Continue reading

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God is bombing us…

God is bombing us. So it seems as the fireballs arc up: meteors that rise and fall inexorable back down down. They are bright and beautiful, starbursts, but this is not a firework show. It is hard to watch, and … Continue reading

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imaginary countries…

She stirs the pot bubbling steam-hot on the stove and talks of home. Her words are broken, mine too, but we both speak longing fluently and that is understood. We are split apart by class and culture, by the passport … Continue reading

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the cup is half empty…

I have two days of my trip to go. I’m finally in my last stop – Buenos Aires, a city steeped in legends. You might imagine that I have been tangoing the nights away, recovering languidly in the dim-lit cafes … Continue reading

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the only exception..

I am a little scared. I have been left by the side of the road in a strange city at 4am and fifteen under. I’ve stood cowering in my pack, locked out, as lightening raged over head and spat rain … Continue reading

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don’t make dreams wait…

It was my last day in the balmy north of Brazil before flying south back into winter and winds. I rose to grey skies, but dressed in optimism and headed to the beach. I am a Brit after all. At the … Continue reading

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going back to Rio…

I am finding my way back to the words I want to say as I look back to the beach from a rainy day. It has been a while and the rhythm of my story has been broken, interrupted.

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the weight of kindness…

  I was taking money out of a cash point in a sprawling La Paz bus terminal, feeling more than a little exposed in the clear glass cubicle that seemed to magnify the curious eyes looking my way. Sometimes I … Continue reading

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travel tips for a beginner…

Every once in a while someone asks me for advice on how to do this and I often think that I haven’t a clue. But as I travel there are little things I carry, little things I do, to help stay … Continue reading

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the compass spin…

I checked my compass and found it addled, my east gone west. I wondered when it happened, wonder when it no longer mattered. There had become here, there was no where else to be found, and inside I always knew … Continue reading

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