5am. Not a great time for my Mind to wake up. My Body objected. He just wanted to stay in the warmth and softness of the duvet. So his eyes registered the low numbers on the clock and transmitted this information to my Mind. Then he buried himself under the duvet, in the expectation that…
Category: Travelling
The Plausibility of Pistorius
Originally posted on Unwrapping The World:
I am fascinated by the whole Oscar Pistorius tragedy. Not because he is famous, not because he is an athlete and not because he has prosthetic legs. But because he has shot and killed another human (Reeva Steenkamp), confessed openly to this, whilst at the same time constructing almost…
Cotton Pickin’ Cotton
Originally posted on Unwrapping The World:
Today we drove up from Lafayette past acres of Louisiana cotton fields. We stopped to pick a lil’ of that old cotton-pickin’ cotton. In my head the old song kept spinning and weaving . . When I was a little bitty baby, My mama used to rock me in…
Valencia – Ancient and Modern
Valencia is a city of contrasts and symmetries across the centuries. I attempted to capture some of these in a few photos.
Vacillating Valencia
Valencia is a city of sunshine, delicious beaches and exquisite architecture. And yet it really isn’t really sure whether it also wants to be a tourist hotspot.
Life Connections in the Lakes
So here I am in a small room in the middle of a very dark forest near a very large lake. The room is a cross between a log cabin and a student room.
Turkish Delights – Day Eight : The Road to Ephesus
Having booked a holiday in south-west Turkey, I was intent on taking a pilgrimage to Ephesus, one of the great cities of antiquity. As BC swung into AD, a quarter of a million people lived there in comparative wealth and opulence. It was the major port of the Aegean Sea, until the port silted up…
Turkish Delights – Day Seven : Wire-walking around the Pool
Words spin into conversations. Conversations weave into relationships. Relationships embroider into friendships or even life partnerships. But we have to start – with a few words. Every book, every play, every story, has an opening line. We have been thrown together with four other families – randomly – around a pool. Such is the fate…
Turkish Delights – Day Four : Crime and Reports of Crime
We returned to the police station with TJ – a man who could speak both languages. The station was far busier than yesterday, with lots of people milling around the lobby area. Several young men had head injuries and another had blood all over his shirt. There were lots of animated conversations. In England we…
Turkish Delights – Day Three: Crime and Nourishment
“We’ve been robbed” came the shout from downstairs. We were watching a DVD upstairs in the main living area of our villa. My wife had gone downstairs to check the washing at the same time as my daughter’s boyfriend had gone down to find a lead. She had gone into our son’s bedroom which opens…
