Breaking the silence

I think it’s been around 4 months since I last wrote. This will be a short one, a sort of ‘closure’ post for myself as I feel the inspiration of writing returning to me but I want to have a small round up/clear the air post before I get back into it. Since returning from…

Brief Encounters of the 2018 Kind

Disclosure here – after 5 weeks of traveling, sharing buses, buying tickets, asking for directions, waiting for transport, sleeping on hard seats, smelling airport loos and tripping over bags on the floor… I am becoming a little sensitive to stranger encounters and this is a bit of a rant-like post 🙂 I’ll add photos of…

En France… En famille

I’ve been trying to figure out the right way to post an article about my week in France. To find the words I want to say, to describe my emotions throughout the trip, to explain the emotional path I went through – am still going through… and yet, I’m still feeling the feelings and cannot…

It’s going to be tough to leave…

I’m almost half way through my trip back to Europe. I’ve been to Spain, to Worcester, to Southampton, back to my hometown: Newcastle and to Lincoln (where most of my UK family live). I’m currently writing from Farnborough where my father works during the week, I can hear him breathing as he sleeps and it’s…

Un Andalucia Fin de

Airports and airplanes make great places to sit and write… (airplane mode ON of course). I’m already flying back from my mini Andalusian adventure where I met my wonderful sister-from-another-mister Caroline. We met in 2009 as colleagues and continue now as friends, confidantes and occasional wake-up calls 🧐 I was met at Jerez airport and…

The 3am Stansted Experience

5 hours south of Newcastle and I arrive at Stansted Airport for a 7am flight to Jerez, Spain. Since I get tired driving late and in the dark, I figured, drive in the evening and arrive at airport around 2 am since you’ll save money on a hotel and you can just take a seat…

Returning A Foreigner

I’ve been back in the UK for 3 days now, currently taking the train from Newark to Newcastle… to return to my village. My cousin picked me up at Gatwick airport and we drove north to Lincoln immediately. My first flight was delayed due to weather conditions, my connecting flight was only a couple of…

Wonderful Winter Wiles

Photos of Winter… Farm fun with the usual suspects Cheering for the Ottawa Senators with my farm family (dogs not allowed) Sexy night skating in da city Even Sexier Snowshoeing in Quebec Some Calabogie skiing – what a nice day! Even felt more confident. Empty Mont Ste Marie Skiing – less successful as Calabogie but…

First Return Home

I write to you from Montreal Airport. After just under 2 years – I’m returning to my place of origin – Europe. I can’t narrow it down any further as my family and friends are quite scattered – and having the dual nationality means I’ll always be a little split. I’ll add winter photos to…

NoNewClothes Project Finale

It’s been a year, in fact, a little over a year and I feel it is time to write about the project of 2017. November of 2016 I decided to spend an entire year without buying new clothes for myself. I decided this as an experiment and also, a necessity. Figuring that for the first…

Introversion at it’s best/worst

My time has to come write about my apparent introversion which, at times, pushes me a little too far… whether I like it or not. Last night was no exception and perhaps writing about it will help. I also plan to read a few books in relation to introversion/shyness and maybe even low self esteem….

Nostalgia hits hard

For those of us who travel often, who have moved abroad be it once, twice or as a hobby… there is a time that we are suddenly hit by a memory. Occasionally that memory can feel great, of people, places, laughter, sometimes it can be sad, of regret, grief or betrayal. They come and go…