FirstDazeInCanadia.

The rain falls outside the foggy windows of the van, inside, the smoke curls in the condensed air, wrapped under the multiple layers of blankets, my head nestled into the excessive number of throw pillows. Ignoring the water leaking through a series of invisible cracks in the window seals, that I still haven’t fixed for … Continue reading FirstDazeInCanadia.

Wandered.

HeWonderedHeWanders. 13|05|18 Is there pleasure in roaming life as the nomad? What is it like? How is it one can support his travels for so long? How does one can keep moving without security or a career? One just does, where there is a will to leave behind everything one once knew there is a … Continue reading Wandered.

SceneFour&AHighFive.

This part of the journey all starts fifteen minutes out of the bus station in jodhpur as some other backpackers and myself were pushed onto the public bus in hopes of finding a seat for the long journey ahead, we had to laugh as the driver insisted on one of us squish up to the … Continue reading SceneFour&AHighFive.

LifeAsIveSeen.

Here it is, the very beginning to who the hell knows what’s next, maybe it’s a travel blog, a philosophical diary, a load of nonsense by some homeless nomad who’s travelled for way to long away from what most could defy as a Normal, conventional life. And I suppose I should start with an introduction? … Continue reading LifeAsIveSeen.