Saw something strange this morning after what might be the last coffee bean bag I empty in #eurowasteland for the next few years. The count down has begun. 10. 9. 8... We're at around 7 at this point. The moving company is chosen. Vaccinations have been given. Dog paperwork fulfilling bureaucracies almost done. Our passports are at … Continue reading Last Coffee Bean Bag Is A Telescope On Our Passage To India
Tag: Travel
In Praise Of Dr. Capital And His Ism
Disclaimer: Names and some of the issues discussed but not places referred to have been changed in this blogpost to protect the innocent. §I told him right before we exited the plane at the terminal in PHL that I found our open and at times heavy inflight conversation fascinating. And then I thanked him with as … Continue reading In Praise Of Dr. Capital And His Ism
In The Land Of Jack And The Bean Counter
Depending on circumstance, I can get away with wifi usage on my phone when I enter the US. On the drive from PHL to Eastern Shore MD there are a few places one can stop to get a cup of earl grey, yawn from the transatlantic flight and check messages. And since the powers that … Continue reading In The Land Of Jack And The Bean Counter
Luxury Airlines, Funny Shoe Laces And Constitutions
Going for broke. Travel broke. Just one more trip. Trip to take me away. Away from what? Xmas? Responsibility? Btw, this is the first time I'll be without my better-half on Xmas since she took me in and became my better half twelve years ago. And I'm sad about that. But when families are stretched … Continue reading Luxury Airlines, Funny Shoe Laces And Constitutions
Who Said It Better
Adieu! Adieu! Parting is such sweet sorrow.
Doodle Of A Dream
Had a dream the other night. I think. Even though I can't draw worth a hoot, my best shot at an image of the dream is above. This dream started in the middle of a journey that begins at a red x (bottom left corner of the page). I think the journey was to the Red Sea … Continue reading Doodle Of A Dream
Deep In Me
Deep: Freediving, Renegade Science And What The Ocean Tells Us About Ourselves, by James Nestor At first it was difficult for me to share the astonishment and shock James Nestor expresses upon his initialisation to the world of freediving. I've been a fan and admirer of it for years. Ever since I was a kid I … Continue reading Deep In Me
Tommi's Dive Log
I'm a reef diver. They say reef divers are wussies. I'm also worst-writer. We know what matters more, eh worst-reader? Yet the waters are murky either way. Or are the waters full of spawn? Spawning is clouding my visibility. Can that be? I saw so many little fishies the other day that I thought the … Continue reading Tommi's Dive Log
The Doctor Is Not In
According to a few outspoken voices, it's been a slow month in Curacao. Can't say I'm disappointed. The fewer the merry-er, worst-writer always says. And as others say: good things come to an end. After ten days of too much sun and lots of scuba and no crowds, the hammer hits. We had two dives … Continue reading The Doctor Is Not In
Klein Curacao And The Sirens
Klein Curacao. A small uninhabitable island south of Curacao. I've heard several stories about this island. At one point the Germans tried to occupy it but found it too uninhabitable and abandoned it. It was also supposed to be a quarantine island for the slaves that got sick during transport to the new world. And then … Continue reading Klein Curacao And The Sirens
The Teuton's Recipe
Visit winding down. Leave tomorrow on latenight flight. First time departing my beloved former home at 20:30 hours. So. With that in mind. Let me try to summarize this visit. I'm confused more than ever about being an expat, visiting (former) home. Even though I've seen mother several times since August 2014 and death of … Continue reading The Teuton's Recipe
Protesting My Delusions
The mist of violence has cleared and I'm still pretty angry about thugs and guns and the vulnerability of artists. I'm ashamed to admit it but for the first time since the deadly farce of the western world's war-on-terror, I actually felt a jitter of pro-violence-lust running through my veins as I watched the Charlie Hebdo tragedy … Continue reading Protesting My Delusions
You Have Been Serviced
First, dear worst-reader, why is jet-lag when traveling from west to east the worst? Is it because of the strange "-1" designation on my travel itinerary? PHL > FRA on Monday afternoon but you arrive in the wee-hours on Tuesday morn at destination. I think I crossed six time zones. I've been doing it for twenty-plus years. … Continue reading You Have Been Serviced
Bank Real Concern
Yes. It's true. Banks are really concerned about your welfare. They care about you. They care about you as much as any corporate institution can care. Most importantly bank institutions care about you so much they will go to great lengths to make sure you and their money is ok. And for that we should be … Continue reading Bank Real Concern
Struck Who Most
On way back from PHL airport yesterday I was struck by two things. 1) There was no traffic on July 4 in and around the southern part of Philadelphia--even though I was expecting hell-traffic on account of the holiday and DE closing a major bridge/highway in the area. But hold a sec. There was some … Continue reading Struck Who Most
Do Not Enter Taxation
Tommi's, aka worst-writer's, prediction of the day and some lazy, pseudo armchair economics. But first, a question. Being home for a few weeks is both thrilling and daunting. Thrilling because I love it here--even though when I'm here I'm at the beach but all I do is work on Mom's house. It's daunting here because … Continue reading Do Not Enter Taxation
Rosemarie Or Rose Marry
Cut down our rosemarry bush today. Well. I didn't cut it down completely. But in the words of the redneck (who I am) and the thoughts of the vulgar (who I should be?) I thoroughly decapitated a mostly dying four square foot colossal rose-merry bush today. We had it growing on the south side of … Continue reading Rosemarie Or Rose Marry
Number of Heartbeats
I'll have a fish and feel the scales soaked in oil crumble between my teeth. Was that fish as tired as the water left in his wake? And do the fishermen know if they hunt for squid at night below an artificial sun and catch a red-snapper then the red snapper will make it belated … Continue reading Number of Heartbeats
Travel To Thailand
Another lucky day. Flight. DE2368 to HKT (Phuket). Eleven fucking hours to some exotic place. Why? To have conversation with other Urlaubers. Now that's an exciting thought. And so. To start it all... a fellow with an interesting maustache, the kind with a triangle, perfectly manicured under the lower lip, introduced himself to the people … Continue reading Travel To Thailand
Pondering
Pondering Questions Leaving SF, CA (Note: This post combines Sept 21-26) To inform. About short story publications (from Borders Books in SF, CA) - Glimmer Train (www.glimmertrain.org) - Fiction (www.fictioninc.com) Two publications of short stories. Regress development. The idear of growing backwards. "Growing" not in the sense of the physical, as a person would grow … Continue reading Pondering
Domaine Du Chasseur
Domaine Du Chasseur. On top Mauritian mountain looking at Indian Ocean. Thought. The secret to life is knowing exactly what you want out of it. It is of the utmost importance that a young man know this. Otherwise. Forget it. Move on. Because life moves on with or without you. Trust me, I have survive … Continue reading Domaine Du Chasseur
Not Quite A Recipe
When illusion turns to delusion. With a male it is the transition from boy to man. For a female it is much, much more complicated. I think. I think I do not know. Remember. The way Mauritians pour their beer. Their beer, btw, Phoenix, is pretty good. Thank goodness. It's freaking hot here. Recipe? Not … Continue reading Not Quite A Recipe
Beach Blanket Forgot
Oh my. We forgot beach blankets. More important than my tooth brush. Thousands of miles and beach blankets are a needed commodity. Oh save me purchasing power. With that in mind, how can one say something without speaking? One must write it and not (actually) say it. Or?
Cheap German Airline And Dodo
Condor DE314 > MRU (Mauritius) Going to see the Dodo. Raphus Cucullatus. (SP?) Will never fly Condor again. Never say never. This is the worst, most uncomfortable flight ever. Shame on airlines all. Now move on. Is there a significant difference between reconciliation and compromise? A subtle difference. What of rights between payer and payee? … Continue reading Cheap German Airline And Dodo
On Key West
26 10 04 - Moleskine notebook. Days Pass again. But I have seen another end to pieces I've created as though Keylime were the motivating factor. Still, between the tourists like myself I feel no force that joins us unless content is a new force of nature. Can you believe, faithful black book, that I'm … Continue reading On Key West
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