It’s in my DNA to be prepared, to plan, to have a giant project plan that I can happily tick off the accomplishments. I’m happy when I can graph the critical path, and build dependencies. I’m a project planning geek and in my past corporate life I was paid big bucks to plan and prepare […]
Petra was the main topic in John William Burgon’s Poem Petra. Referring to it as the inaccessible city which he had heard described but had never seen. The Poem was awarded the Newdigate Prize in 1845 : “ It seems no work of Man’s creative hand, by labour wrought as wavering fancy planned; But from […]
When you get those late night hunger pains, attacking your insides as if they miners in an empty cavern; when you can hear the echoing grumbles of your insides – what do you do? In Amman you go to Salah El-Din sandwich shop. It’s so ‘local’ you can’t even find it on a Google search!
I adore markets; they are my single favorite place in any country or city to photograph, visit, interact, and write about. By going to the market, you experience the culture and commerce of a country. When I was told about the Sunday Midi Market in Brussels, it was #1 on my list of places to […]
Tiger Balm Tales vol. 19 Coming Down to Reality Down Dooby Doo Down Down, Comma commaDown Dooby Doo Down Down, Comma commaDown Dooby Doo Down DownLeaving Annapurna is Haaarrrrdddd…. tooooooooo…. dooooo… I couldn’t get this tune out of my head. Probably because… There was nowhere to go now but down. Our downward path first led […]
Tiger Balm Tales Vol 18 Going Up…AGAIN We had been on the trail now for 18 days. We no longer had that rookie look in our eyes. We were no longer surprised by cold showers, the same menu, and donkeys squeezing by us on the trail. We were old-timers. We had 4 days on the trail […]
Tiger Balm Tales vol. 13 The Longest Day KLOMP, KLOMP, KLOMPThe sounds of hiking boots on the wooden floor echoed outside my door. I poked my nose out of my warm sleeping bag cocoon, breathed in the cold air, and let it out only to see my hot breath evaporate into the darkness. I’m aware […]
Tiger Balm Tales vol. 11 Day 10 – A Mouse in My House After 10 days of decreasing temperatures and increasing wind, my body is rebelling. My lips have become as dry as the Gobi Desert, my nasal passages feel like hard booger craters have invaded them, and my hands are so dry they look […]
Tiger Balm Tales Vol. 6 Day 2 & 3 Bahundanda to Dharapani What is it about growing older that changes us? Not only do our feet get bigger, but we tend to also develop more irrational fears. I’ve been aware of it for some time now; my growing fear of heights. As each year goes […]
Rush Hour Start from the Beginning – Motorbike Diaries Vol. 1 Resistance is Futile – Assimilation I’m not sure how it happened, but I’ve become one of them. I wear a jacket (which I’m boiling in), a mask, a poncho, ….I’m a Vietnamese motorbike driver. I’ve become used to being squeezed into small places and driving […]
