Category Archive: Extra personal

I lost my watch yesterday.

I lost my watch yesterday. It must have fallen out of my bag on the mountain, probably when I took my camera out. I’d put it in there to protect it from the… Continue reading

Happy, sad, Bieber…I’m feeling it all.

It was the best of timing, it was the worst of timing. I think Charles Dickens is writing my life right now. I came to Kandy just in time for the Buddhist holiday… Continue reading

Feeling it all fall apart in Anuradhapura

Tortured thoughts of her kept me up late again last night, despite the exhaustion making my limbs ache. She filled every dream and nothing was ever right, and I was halfway though a… Continue reading

Miracles, misery, and memory on my last night in Turkije.

We live in an age of casual miracles. Yesterday I woke up in Hasankeyf, and went to bed in Diyarbakir. Tonight I will sleep in Istanbul, and tomorrow I will travel to Tel… Continue reading

Shock and awe

I’ve reached saturation point. I can’t take any more. I am in stunning-mosque shock, have had all the beautiful Istanbul views I can handle…and I feel like a toy with the battery taken… Continue reading

It’s all ending; it’s all beginning.

On the night I left for Nicaragua, a year and a week ago exactly, I took a moment on the drive to the airport to take my hands off the wheel (the road… Continue reading