Octopussy, a short story from India. In March 2004 I was 25 years old. With not a care in the world, no particular place to be and zero commitments to speak of, I packed up a rucksack and headed off to India. The future lay sparkling and I thought it would last forever. —— ‘‘Hey, […]
Read MoreThe Bus Journey From Hell, a short story from India. In March 2004 I was 25 years old. With not a care in the world, no particular place to be and zero commitments to speak of, I packed up a rucksack and headed off to India. The future lay sparkling and I thought it would […]
Read MoreLalou, a short story from India. In March 2004 I was 25 years old. With not a care in the world, no particular place to be and zero commitments to speak of, I packed up a rucksack and headed off to India. The future lay sparkling and I thought it would last forever. It was […]
Read MoreFear and Loathing in Jaipur. In March 2004 I was 25 years old. With not a care in the world, no particular place to be and zero commitments to speak of, I packed up a rucksack and headed off to India. The future lay sparkling and I thought it would last forever. Jaipur had sounded […]
Read MoreSame Same But Different – a short story from India In March 2004 I was 25 years old. With not a care in the world, no particular place to be and zero commitments to speak of, I packed up a rucksack and headed off to India. The future lay sparkling and I thought it would […]
Read MoreThe Shithole, a short story from India. In March 2004 I was 25 years old. With not a care in the world, no particular place to be and zero commitments to speak of, I packed up a rucksack and headed off to India. The future lay sparkling and I thought it would last forever. It […]
Read MoreWhat Do You Think of Love? – a short story from India. In March 2004 I was 25 years old. With not a care in the world, no particular place to be and zero commitments to speak of, I packed up a rucksack and headed off to India. The future lay sparkling and I thought […]
Read MoreCome Ear! – a short story from India. Cover photo courtesy of Meena Kadri. In March 2004 I was 25 years old. With not a care in the world, no particular place to be and zero commitments to speak of, I packed up a rucksack and headed off to India. The future lay sparkling and […]
Read MorePoor Me! a short story from India. In March 2004 I was 25 years old. With not a care in the world, no particular place to be and zero commitments to speak of, I packed up a rucksack and headed off to India. The future lay sparkling and I thought it would last forever. The […]
Read More2021: A Travel Blogger’s Balkan Odyssey. So that was 2021? I don’t know about you, but for us it went by in a flash. Indeed it seems like only yesterday I wrote my first ever end of year review, 2020: The Highs and Lows of a Nomadic Travel Blogger. I really enjoyed writing that piece. […]
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