It would hold you steady

I’m jealous of the ones you see every day. The ones who’s eyes meet yours at fate’s command. I bet they don’t know how lucky they are. I’m jealous of the air in your lungs. It’s closer than I could ever be. I bet it doesn’t realise that as it courses through your blocked passages….

New York New York

New York could easily be the most welcoming city I’ve visited. Most things were familiar and I never felt like a tourist. Not even when I got lost on the subway. I did my trip over 6 days, not a lot of time spent but well worth it. Plus when I went to New York…

L O V E

Whether you’re a christian or not you’ve probably heard of 1 Corinthians 13:4-7. Maybe even read it for yourself but if you haven’t don’t fret, I’ve quoted it below. Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not…

114 small islands. Venice!

We got into Venice from Rome. Rome had been dated and architecturally mature. And so it was quite a contrast entering a waterlogged romantic city. Venice had to be my 2nd favorite city in Europe. After Paris. The tour operator introduced it by saying “it’s build on about 114 small islands.” And she obviously had…

Mustard Seed

There’s something about watching people suffer that really puts my faith through a fiery furnace… And so in a twisted collusion between the hospital nursing staff (who perpetually give varying instructions and destructive glares), the ambiance and my playlist, a song from House Fires II “Good good father” came up. And I welled up. Discreetly….

Traveling ‘unorganised’

Two out of 6 of my trips have been unorganised (and solo). No travel agent or pre-arranged airport pickups. Just me figuring it out as I go. New York and Zambia (+Zimbabwe and Botswana). In both cases I had a fair amount of comfort about what to expect, which helped… I mean every other movie…

Paris.

The 1st thing that fascinated me about Paris was an 11:30pm sunset. In June. I should have thought about it given that I had lived in cities where an 8pm sunset is normal for the summer months. But for some reason I had never imagined it… As a quick detour; 2 years after Paris I…

Is it good advice, do what you love?

What if you love to eat, or listen to music? What if you love sleeping and chilling out? What if you love sex? Is there a list of acceptable loves? “Do something you love and you’ll never work a day in your life” and “You’ll be okay doing what you love” are some of the…