Category Archives: On The Move

Remember The Alamo

Posted on January 17, 2011 by

There’s a well-known romanticism associated with the road trip, particularly the American one. Hollywood has a love affair with the road trip movie; Thelma & Louise, Easy Rider, Rain Man: they’re all classics, and cannot fail but give you the … Continue reading →

Posted in On The Move, Something Completely Different... | Leave a comment

Cringe Binge: Fear And Loathing At The Costa Del Sol

Posted on July 17, 2009 by

I’m sitting on the ground floor balcony of my hotel room in Spain, absorbing the late-afternoon melanoma into my forearms and the homemade tequila mix into my gullet. My skin has gone up a few notches on the tan scale, … Continue reading →

Posted in Getting On, On The Move | Leave a comment

Tea With Mussolini

Posted on August 11, 2008 by

One of the ironic things about my experience of travelling is that the harder I seem to escape the madness of home, the more madness I find myself surrounded by, a irony that creates, ironically enough, yet another irony; I’ve … Continue reading →

Posted in On The Move, Something Completely Different... | Leave a comment

Riding The Rail

Posted on June 27, 2008 by

I’ve never really seen the appeal of long-distance train travel. Riding the rail, I figured, was a time-waster compared to the quick and easy method of flying from A to B (or whichever letter might be next on your itinerary). … Continue reading →

Posted in Near Death Experiences, On The Move | Leave a comment

Time Travel For Dummies

Posted on May 29, 2008 by

It would be a significant stretching of the truth (in that I’d be lying) to tell you that one of the main reasons I came travelling was to experience time travel, but, stepping out of Los Angeles International Airport some … Continue reading →

Posted in On The Move | Leave a comment

Flying High And Flying Low

Posted on May 14, 2008 by

I’d always heard that New Zealand was the country in which you’re supposed to do things that you’d never do elsewhere, so with that mantra, and the immortal words of the indefatigable, legendary Ron Burgundy (“When in Rome…) in the … Continue reading →

Posted in On The Move | Leave a comment

Snoring The Ocean Blue

Posted on April 7, 2008 by

I’ve never really thought of myself as being the sailing type. I don’t know my port from my starboard, or my goosewing sail from my main sail, and I’m pretty sure that if I was given the responsibility of tying … Continue reading →

Posted in Near Death Experiences, On The Move | Leave a comment