Here they come, stepping in line to a sombre drum beat, the Nazarenos. Their hoods rise to the night sky, penitent cloth and bare feet a symbol, a request. They march through the narrow streets, under rippling velvet banners displaying the colour and symbol of their church. They carry with them staves, candles, crosses and […]Read more "Murcia – Electric Holy Week (and a Half)"
I arrived in Germany in late 2015, with nothing and no one, save my suitcase and backpack, by my side. I was beginning my exchange, a six month university experience that saw me grow from a little, troubled bean of a person to a slightly taller sprout with a few of different troubles. I remember […]Read more "At Home Between Homes – Germany 2017"
I remember walking around Amsterdam on cold, dreary day in 2015 with two mates by my side and something of a home in Germany waiting for my return. I had been in the Netherlands for three days and had been in Germany for maybe two to three months. We walked past a hip, wood-paneled store, […]Read more "When Do You Stop Being a Tourist? – Bullas, Lorca & Caravaca"
I’ve been lucky enough previously to never have been ill on “vacation”, until now. For the past two weeks I’ve had an on-and-off cold which summoned a frog (or poison toad) to my throat and took away my voice as payment. And it all culminated early this week with a migraine, a bout of chucking […]Read more "En la tierra de mi novia – Murcia and Cartagena"
Written in a cafe in Murcia, Spain. The sun is shining through clouds. There are citrus trees growing strong among the cold, urban sprawl. A return to Europe and to my second home could not come soon enough. A return to some sort of normality was very much needed after a year of moving slowly, […]Read more "A Bright Orange Glow – Returning to Murcia"
Memory is one of the strangest functions of our brains. In fact, it seems like it doesn’t even come from us at all. We never think about it in terms of lobes, grey matter and electrical signals, instead, we experience memory as random floods, pouring rain and dazzling explosions from some out there. We all […]Read more "Echoes"
It’s a day and a bit before 2016 comes to a close, a year many have mistakenly called “the worst EVER OMG” (I think it could actually have been one of the years in which this happened, or maybe this). Surprisingly, this will also be the second New Year’s that this blog has been alive to see! […]Read more "Another Dangerous Retrospective – 2016 and the Day After That"