Category: Love

Day 206 and I’m not in South East Asia anymore

January 6, 2018

It’s been approximately 140 days since I returned from my travels. And it’s been approximately 135 days since I last blogged about anything of significance in my tumultuous nomadic lifestyle. And in those 135 days, despite not travelling more than a few 100 miles from my front door, a lot has happened. I’ve returned home … More Day 206 and I’m not in South East Asia anymore

Love Was Only He

September 9, 2017

And the pain inside stabs and stings at you every day. Not because of lies and deceit, but because of distance and circumstance. You know in time that the pain will heal; in these moments though, the hurting is too much for you to bear. You want to part the seas and run across lands … More Love Was Only He

Day 63 in South East Asia – And Now, The End is Near…

August 19, 2017

Ubud, Bali, Indonesia; Today, dear readers, was my last day in Ubud, my last day in Bali, and the last official day of my travels in South East Asia and the end of an incredible 13 months away from home. I hadn’t really had chance to think about the end of my trip (mainly because … More Day 63 in South East Asia – And Now, The End is Near…

Day 60 in SE Asia – Hanging Out My Arse But Still Radiating Light

August 16, 2017

Ubud, Bali, Indonesia; Last night at the closing of the Ubud Village Jazz Festival I’d had a blast; admittedly I’d drank far too much (mixing my drinks never serves me well) and hadn’t got much sleep, but I’d had a blast and wouldn’t have changed it for the world. However, today was pretty much a … More Day 60 in SE Asia – Hanging Out My Arse But Still Radiating Light

Day 59 in SE Asia – Golden Showers and Showers of Jazz

August 16, 2017

Ubud, Bali, Indonesia; I naively thought (because I’m so young in my years), that Golden Showers were what pornographic dreams were made of. Some people find it a turn on. Some people find it sexy. Not me. I find it pretty repulsive. And as it turns out, Golden Showers are actually not what pornographic dreams … More Day 59 in SE Asia – Golden Showers and Showers of Jazz

Day 58 in South East Asia – The Spirit of Yoga and Jazz

August 12, 2017

Ubud, Bali, Indonesia; “Poetry is what happens when nothing else can.” Charles Bukowski Another yoga session saw me start today; Devie provided Hatha practice, I opened up in every way. Feeling more relaxed but wanting to find out more, I asked her about my chakras and she sat me down on the floor. She prodded … More Day 58 in South East Asia – The Spirit of Yoga and Jazz

Day 57 in South East Asia – Poetry is What Happens When Nothing Else Can

August 10, 2017

Ubud, Bali, Indonesia; “Poetry is what happens when nothing else can” Charles Bukowski I woke up early morning for yoga to ease my mind, my body needed bending, my thoughts pushed far behind. I took a forceful stretch or two and let my breath flow heavy, I caught a glimpse of my form, my posture … More Day 57 in South East Asia – Poetry is What Happens When Nothing Else Can

Day 56 in South East Asia – Ubud, You’re My Medicine

August 9, 2017

Ubud, Bali, Indonesia; “Poetry is what happens when nothing else can.” Charles Bukowski I remember it so fondly, my little go to place: a natural spring beneath the rice fields, a river in all its grace; where two years ago I ran to, my mind then clear and bright, free from the confusion that now … More Day 56 in South East Asia – Ubud, You’re My Medicine

Day 50 in South East Asia – Bali, I’m Back!

August 5, 2017

Somewhere between Seminyak and Canggu, Bali, Indonesia; I arrived in Bali late last night, the airport taxi queue was just as I remembered – long, busy, chaotic. The number of drivers waiting for pick-ups was absurd, and the queues for the cash machines even worse. I didn’t care so much though, in fact, I didn’t … More Day 50 in South East Asia – Bali, I’m Back!