Category: Gap Year

  • Lost Post: The Boy From Jerusalam

  • My One Year Sabbatical in a Nutshell

    August already as my sabbatical draws to a close. One year over quick as a flash, but has it been so fast. I remember those long days of packing box’s, moving, waiting. Weeks until that first plane out of England, long days that were replaced with nail-biting journeys, steering away from earthquakes. Long nights wondering about aftershocks…

  • Thud – A Post Travel Comedown

    Life and living have halted to a stand still but without a crash as i find myself doing nothing instead of everything. No more beaches, cities, temples, bars. No more wandering along hot dusty streets, dark back lanes studded with pagodas, cows, living. No more boarding planes and hanging around in train stations. No more trying to…

  • Solitude at Sunrise

    Awake well before sun rise, i shift from bed to plastic chair overlooking the pigs, an ancient gnarly tree, mango’s on the cusp of turning ripe, pigs grunting and trotting as the transition  from dark to light is aided by cigarettes, vodka and my iPod. Sitting in underwear being something i am fully appreciating as…

  • Meanwhile in an Internet Cafe in Goa………

    “Oh Thom, we met a huge group of girls from Trinity College yesterday and it was such a shock….and i had my first pice of meat in days…..it was sooooooo yummy!!!!!!!!!! Hows Barney and Flip??? Oh classic! We just had a red snapper ya,  and we were surrounded by candles on the beach, it was…