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Read more: 145. Sticking to my lane in LAX.
145. Sticking to my lane in LAX.
I arrived into Los Angeles today fully expecting a crisis of operatic proportions. For months I’d been quietly tracking every article and comment thread about entering the United States – the ones that prime you for three-hour waits, emotional regression and a slow foot-cuffed shuffle past ICE agents handing out water to fainting passengers. America,…
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134. Vang Vieng: A little café with a big truth
Read more: 134. Vang Vieng: A little café with a big truthThere’s a reason I don’t stick to the beaten track: it has fewer discoveries. Which is how I found myself, on my first day in this small town on the Nam Song River, standing outside the Pull Mind café covered in dust in 30-degree heat, having a moment. What an inspired name. Because from where I’m standing…
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133. A Singapore birthday: sweaty, scenic and surprisingly content
Read more: 133. A Singapore birthday: sweaty, scenic and surprisingly contentWaking up on a non-significant birthday, alone in Singapore on a muggy early morning, was more than fine by me. It was a day of possibilities in a life that remains studded with them. And I think that’s about the best outcome I can ever ask for, whatever number I’m quietly ticking over. Perplexity and…
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132. 48 hours in Buenos Aires.
Read more: 132. 48 hours in Buenos Aires.I love this place. Am I becoming relentless? I especially love the freedom here; I am out of the Jill fucking Brinsdon box people like to keep me in – of a certain age, of a certain profession, of a certain expectation. I am nobody here, and everybody. My hair and eyes seem to give…
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131. Last night in Bogota.
Read more: 131. Last night in Bogota.So we are back in Bogotá and I have said bye for now to my friend and host. He has work to do, and I have set myself one final task here before I fly out tomorrow – to find out how I would fit in and where I would live in Bogota, and find…
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130. Things to worry about in Colombia.
Read more: 130. Things to worry about in Colombia.Over the last couple of weeks I have seen a whole lot of surly merchandise in the markets correcting the misspelling of this country’s name by so many people, including me on the first few blog posts. I’m sorry Colombia okay? Who would buy this though, really, but a pedant? I couldn’t think of anything…
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129. I’m sad about the smart phone.
Read more: 129. I’m sad about the smart phone.I know I’m not imagining it. Each time I travel, there are more phones in front of more people, more practiced frozen selfie faces, more technology getting in between the people and the actual thing. My friend was constantly pausing and waiting while yet another selfie was taken near him; I just motored through, occasionally…
Secret Royalty On Tour 