A couple of weeks ago I did something rather impulsive. I don’t consider myself an impulsive person, but when it comes to travel and adventure I’m keen to take on pretty much anything you throw at me, even- or especially- when it’s planned as a last minute experience. The yoga studio I train at in... Continue Reading →
The Island in One’s Mind
When I left London Town to settle on the Rock I moved from one island to another. From one that used to rule half the world to another much smaller one that used to be ruled by half the world. The weather and the quality of life might be a lot better on that smaller... Continue Reading →
Tired of London, in Need of Sunny Life
The quote “when a man is tired of London, he’s tired of life” was famously uttered by Samuel Johnson, who was discussing with his friend and fellow writer James Boswell whether London is more attractive to the visitor or to the resident. Now, for more than a decade I have been a big fan of... Continue Reading →
The Rock and the Art of Walking
Malta is a great place to walk. It's small so you can cover a fair bit in a short amount of time. The scenery is rather pleasing to the eye and there is plenty to see. If one does urban walking away from the main roads it's pretty quiet whatever time of day. Malta is... Continue Reading →
Adventure and the Womb
I am by no means considered an elderly person, but although I am a five-year-old at heart I am no spring chicken either. As I am settling in a dwelling of my own, enjoying sea view as both the sea as well as my workplace are literally a stone throw away, I feel truly blessed... Continue Reading →
Nina Knows Right
How do Dark Fairy adventures come into this world. Out of a need for change and excitement, as it creates possibilities for something different. Something potentially better. After a decade of London life, an experience at the African Med, entering the path of graduate life an itch was building up. I might carry the City... Continue Reading →
Lowlands Some-Sort-of Homelands
Touch down in the land of Delfts Blue in the middle of an Indian Summer as I felt it was time to touch base again with the country of my birth and creatures called family and friends. After having left the country for almost a decade I feel like a tourist at home or at... Continue Reading →
On And On
It seems autumn has arrived. The romantic idea of autumn conjures ideas of colourful trees, falling leaves, strolls in woods, fields and parks, warming autumn sunshine and the lead up to winter and what Americans call the 'holiday season'. I have to say I seldom experienced an autumn like this in the UK or Lowlands... Continue Reading →
Orange Fever; Only in My World
For weeks – if not months- there has been a lot of excitement about the World Cup in South Africa. On foreign television (news) channels and among foreigners that is. Although it is a big deal that the World Cup is held on African soil, Egypt is not competing and seems therefore not... Continue Reading →
Can the Real Egypt Please Stand Up?
Since my homey the Helms is very much in the known we get around a lot more then we used to. (F*cking typical that you tend to meet these people towards the end of your stay and not in the first few months but malesh, never mind). A few days ago the Helms took us,... Continue Reading →