On the Road

March 11, 2017

An unexpected road trip

I like a good road trip, especially when I haven’t been more than 10 miles from my house in too many days. So when the boy sent me an IM at 9:30 last night asking me to come rescue his tortoise, I eagerly accepted the mission. Ok, the tortoise didn’t really need rescuing. It was…

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September 20, 2009

relaxing in the hills

Many months have pasted since my last trip to the hills.  My work schedule hasn’t been that permissible this year.  It’s kind of a hard sell to the wife to be away all week only to come home unpack your suitcase and then pack your rucksack and head back out the door.  That doesn’t tend…

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August 9, 2009

return from spanish holiday

I’m back in the UK after a week of pure R&R in Spain.  We literally did nothing except hang out by the pool, hang out by the beach, eat, read, play PSP, and sleep. OK, one day we did go on a little trip to find the famous salt lake whose mud supposedly contains powerful…

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May 15, 2009

how many roles?

It’s funny the many roles we play in a day.  My train mate (stranger sitting across from me) is a female business woman.  From her notes, I’ve gathered that she is a manager of some sort for HSBC.  She is preparing for a team meeting.  In the space of an hour, she played many roles.…

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May 11, 2009

wanderings

I’ve been slow to post these past couple of weeks, mainly because I’ve been out wandering and enjoying a little time off of work.  Over the weekend, I was out wandering the Derbyshire Moors with my good friend Ed, of Nak-ed-ape.  As usual, we past the walking time putting the world to right and philosophizing…

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May 3, 2009

folkestone

We are off on a little mini break – some sweet time with the misuses minus the kids. We like exploring different parts of the country from time to time, so I suggested we check out Canterbury, partly because it gave me an excuse to reread Chaucer’s Canterbury Tales and also because I wanted to…

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March 5, 2009

a time of magic

He walked up to the roof of the hotel to get some fresh air and watch the night sky turn to dawn.  The time between dusk and dawn is meant to be a time of magic.  At the precise moment when it is neither night nor day, the gods can be summoned.  He has never…

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March 4, 2009

poor human heart pounding

Poor human hearts pounding everywhere, lying in their beds, walking their dogs, worrying about their future, dwelling on how their life took a wrong turn as they ride the bus to work in the morning.  I’m lying here in my hotel bed.  No other guest are stirring at this hour.  The dull roar of distant…

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February 16, 2009

get in line

Driving down the motorway at 5.30 in the morning, I can’t help but think we are little more than sophisticated ants.  The central government plays the role of the queen ant.  We play the role of the workers, warriors, and consorts.  No one asks if you want to belong to the system.  You are born…

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February 10, 2009

can’t get enough sex

I am sitting in a greasy roadside diner.  The smell of cooked fat sits heavy in the air.  I know that when I leave here, the smell of grease will have crept into every fiber of my clothes.  People will think that I work in a kitchen. I try to convince myself that sitting close…

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February 6, 2009

the ugly one

She was the ugly one.  The guys never wanted the ugly one. She sat and watched her beautiful blond-haired blue-eyed bombshell of a friend garner all the boys’ attention.  They had no idea what they were missing, leaving her to sit and stir her vodka lime and soda on her own.  Books aren’t the only…

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February 4, 2009

where can i be now

views from my hotel: I some times I get disoriented from all the traveling up and down the country I do.  Especially when I work with multiple clients on projects that require different skill sets.  Because I submerge myself into my work roles completely, when I have a quiet moment and nobody is around that…

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December 28, 2008

glastonbury 2008

“The past is what you remember, imagine you remember, convince yourself you remember or pretend you remember.” – Harold Pinter — I spent the day in Glastonbury yesterday. I went to visit an old friend and take in some of the sacred sites.

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August 25, 2008

the travelers road

I said goodbye forever to an old friend this weekend.  We’ve been through a lot together.  I once saved him from being eaten by crocodiles and he once saved me from losing and eye during a mountain bike accident.  After all the miles we’ve traveled together and the many adventures, he finally met his end. …

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August 20, 2008

home sweet home

Home sweet home. I’m finally back from my 19 day road-trip around Europe. I’ve gotten so used to the rhythm of the road that it is now a bit of a shock to the system to be stationary again. I woke up this morning thinking where I am driving today? Sadly nowhere, except to town…

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July 31, 2008

hitting the dusty trail

OK.  Finally I have done every thing that needs to be done before I hit the dusty trail.  The plan is to hobo around Europe for 3 weeks mit packed out 4×4 and tent.  I have a very loose plan, but mainly plan to play it by ear and see what happens.  On the list…

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July 7, 2008

how do you get to know a city?

I’m in Newcastle for the next couple of days. This is my first visit. I’m not quite sure what to make of the place yet. It’s been less than a day so I’ll reserve my opinion until later. How do you get to know a city? Hold that question because I didn’t get a chance…

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July 3, 2008

morning wandering

I decided to go for an early morning walk.  I like to watch a city wake up.  Even at 5am London is alive and pulsing.  Workers are turning up to the big department stores to clean them and stock shelves.  McDonalds is serving coffee.  A call girl is on her way home after a night’s…

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July 1, 2008

to-ing and fro-ing

I can see how easy it is to be surrounded by hundreds of people and yet still feel lonely.  I am sitting outside a coffee house on Oxford Street watching all these people walk past.  The odds are I will never cross paths with any of these people again.  We have been bouncing through the…

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June 9, 2008

ambling down the River Wye

It’s the start of another glorious week. I’m feeling more centered and grounded moment to moment. I meant to post this yesterday, but by the time I got home and had some chow, I was beat tired. The reason I was tired was because I spent the day paddling down the Wye River from Glasbury…

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