I had recently stumbled in on what I thought was where I wanted to call home, a little dirt road just south of Margaret river, a rarity for the nomad, ”I thought home was in the heart” yeah I’m back to thinking such a beautiful thought as “home” (being that one place) is just a … Continue reading BackFrom|WhoKnows|WhereAmI.
ThankYouCanada. 3 months have passed since Sophie and I worked for two weeks in paradise with the large red faced man with his O’lMiluakee, 3 months ago Sophie left to Italy an I continued picking fruit for the next couple of months. It doesn’t really feel like 3 months ago I was in bed by […]
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.
And as I lay there, 4000 meters above sea level, having eaten two tabs of acid a few hours prior to this moment, listening to the sound of the bells as the mountain yak roam the alpine region of the Annapurna ranges in the Himalayas. Starring up and out into the nothingness, the clouds around … Continue reading OnTopOfTheWorld. |The Himalayas|
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.