All posts tagged: Travel

This post is really just for my real life friends: I have a question for you

Before I forget my question, let me begin with it: Do you think that it would be a good idea to create 2 different sized calendars with my photography from around the world (or only from my time in California?)? Would you think about owning such a calendar to hang in your kitchen or office or to gift to somebody  at the next celebration worthy occasion? Your feedback here would be incredibly valuable. If you are a real life friend you could maybe throw a glance at my personal Facebook page to check my recent photographs for the once that I only post there and not here. Please take a moment to help me plan this project. I’ll give you real life hugs and cups of delicious green tea or coffee in exchange when we next meet. Much love. x But now to my letter for you guys: Hello,  I am sorry I am not doing great at keeping in touch with everybody, this nomadic life can be quite consuming and sometimes not all that …

Memories of India: visual diary entry

The photos in this post aren’t all my favourites, nor the best from their sets, but what I could easily, without placing too much attachment on perfection, upload to share some of the scenes I lived within, for a brief moment in time. {above : an average street scene in Mysore, India.} {above : a large pebble rock, on top of one of the hills I climbed, unfortunately I am not sure if this was during a temple visit near Mysore or later in Hampi, India.} {above : an average street scene in Mysore, India.} {above : an unusually quiet street scene in Mysore, India.} {above : a typical street vendor in Mysore, selling household goods, India.} {above: photograph from a trip we took to Bylakuppe, Tibetan Settlement, 3-4 hours by bus from Mysore, India} {above: photograph from a trip we took to Bylakuppe, Tibetan Settlement, 3-4 hours by bus from Mysore, India} {street scene from Mysore: Man helping himself to water and struggling turning the tap off again}{street scene from Mysore: Man helping himself to water and struggling turning …

“ohhhhh !!!!!!! this is terrifying and exciting in equal doses! “

Terrifying it is – incredibly. I am departing with not a lot of money. Not a lot at all.. It looks like I have money for immigration purposes but once you take into account my bills there is a lot less than zero in my life… Jason will help while I will arrive empty handed really.. I am to some extent purposely putting myself into this position I live in the illusion that I can force myself out of my shell, to jump over the shadows of shyness and to finally crawl out of the chrysalis that I have barricaded myself behind.. Is it wing speeding time or will I flap like a fish on land… even they eventually figured it out… I just hope I am like the fish who figured it out, not like the last one before the fish who figured it out and who instead perished.. Witness me jumping into a very deep dark unknown. You will no doubt find out what happened next. (credit card power sufficient to get me home …

When the dog and I saved a baby groundhog on Land’s End Trail, San Francisco

We are house sitting in San Francisco, pretty close to Land’s End Trail and with that pretty close to the edge of the world, or so it feels. The air is amazing here, the silence only broken occasionally by soft voiced fog horns. On a recent walk with the dog that came with the house, dog and I discovered a Groundhog laying in shock, exposed by the side of the trail. My theory is that another dog had previously dug the groundhog baby up and now it was petrified to move. Our house sitting dog pointed her gentle nose at the groundhog and then walked away, leaving me to scoop it up in my XL sized sweater sleaves. J and I took a couple of photos of it while I checked out if it looked hurt. And I then carried it to an area with deeper grass, just meters from the finding location, and let it walk off the little impromptu wooly nest that it had been sitting on. Groundhog baby walked without a limp …

sharing viewpoints

Seeing life through the lens – sharing pictures – Cambodia, a photo by Birgit Deubner on Flickr. I haven’t heard back from you yet, about your thoughts regarding travel and traveling with baggage. So perhaps it is as good a time as any to share one my reflections with you. A friend of mine said that you can’t escape from your ‘self’, but that just perhaps sometimes running away buys you time before yourself catches up with you. And it might just be this time that you needed to get ready to face this self or it’s attached baggage weights. Another friend of mine would say “Just sit with it”. Such an opposite suggestion when my feet got itchy and my soul yearned for resolutions to issues I felt. One friend would say: go and move while another advocated utter stillness and an inward listening. With time I learnt to understand my second friend and stillness is the greater skill, but it did take me years of movement to understand this. Now I need to still …

Traveling with Baggage

What do you think about travel and baggage? I speak here of both physical baggage and metaphysical baggage, and of course a journey can take place across continents or across the span of time.. What baggage do you take along and what baggage do you with you could leave behind from time to time or forever?