pacific northwest wanderings

  It was a weekend without much in the way of photo documentation. That tends to happen when you've planned a long weekend south of the border following the election of a technicolor nightmare. These are all the Instagram hits. We stopped briefly in Olympia on the way down to Portland. The briefness of that … Continue reading pacific northwest wanderings

travel and the art of mental maintenance: VIII. Broken Down Somewhere in Belgium

This is part of a series I have been working on. The Introduction is here. I can't remember how it was I found out that the bus had broken down. What I definitely remember is that it was extremely cold. The bus breaking down did come several hours into a long bus trip from London. From there, … Continue reading travel and the art of mental maintenance: VIII. Broken Down Somewhere in Belgium

travel and the art of mental maintenance: II. Madrid, the arrival

This is part of a series I have been working on. The Introduction is here. the arrival I was supposed to take the train from Paris to Madrid. It was one of those things that I had planned out well in advance like the responsible adult I had thought I was. I bought my Eurail … Continue reading travel and the art of mental maintenance: II. Madrid, the arrival

travel and the art of mental maintenance: I. Paris, Versailles

This is part of a series I have been working on. The Introduction is here. Versailles A few days into Paris—before the Australians, the honeymooners, the college kids, and the life-traveller; after the three asshole partiers, Matthieu from Montreal, and the nameless guy from Newport Beach—I decided to check out the Palace of Versailles. It was … Continue reading travel and the art of mental maintenance: I. Paris, Versailles

travel and the art of mental maintenance: IV. Casablanca

This is part of a series I have been working on. The Introduction is here. I was exhausted and burnt out. For short trips, you rally. But backpacking is a marathon. I dyed my hair from blonde to brown before I left Vancouver because I knew I was going to Morocco, and I’d heard warnings—mostly … Continue reading travel and the art of mental maintenance: IV. Casablanca

travel and the art of mental maintenance: I. Paris, the five types of travellers

This is part of a series I have been working on. The Introduction is here. the five types of travellers My first week in Paris was a crash course in backpacking. The first day, wandering from my hostel along Rue Moufftard down to Place St. Michel, took me onto the Ile de la Cite, towards … Continue reading travel and the art of mental maintenance: I. Paris, the five types of travellers

the commencement of commencement advice commences

There's nothing more useless than unsolicited advice.  I was going to preface that with When you're young, but it's really applicable to all ages. Unsolicited advice simply comes at a much greater frequency when you're young. As I age (like a slowly ripening then rotting apple; that is the metaphor I've chosen to age by), I understand this … Continue reading the commencement of commencement advice commences

travel and the art of mental maintenance: introduction

This is the introduction of what I hope will become a series / retrospective project / diary-after-the-fact / examination of memory-and-place-and-all-that-jazz. All the links to other posts about specific adventures and places are/will be below. Whenever you get back from a long bout of travelling, the world always feels different (at least for a little while, … Continue reading travel and the art of mental maintenance: introduction

Vancouver to Calgary… and back again 2014

Kamloops the last spike of the railway Golden Field Banff Calgary when clickbait happens in real life Drumheller Royal Tyrrell Museum Fernie Amanda & Jessica, August 23, 2014 Nelson Grand Forks (the old train station where my great-grandfather worked as a telegrapher for the Canadian Pacific Railway) Lake Tuc-el-Nuit, Oliver The Hope Slide

black paintings in a white wing

Sometime in the late summer of 2008 - right before the crash - I was in Madrid. Madrid is home to one of my bucket list items (if I actually had a bucket list): Picasso's Guernica. Housed in the Museo Reina Sofia, Guernica is an absolutely astonishing sight to behold. The impact of such a piece … Continue reading black paintings in a white wing