Ah the whirlwind ( Read more... )

Here's an email I just sent my mum. My plane leaves for london tomorrow morning, so i dont want to spend my last hrs in new York on the internet. Please excuse the irrelevant/boring bits ( Read more... )

Every street is the same. Utter devastation.

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So I've got a couple spare postcards.. who wants one?

pop yr addy (and a flowery compliment) in a comment and i'll see what I can do..

**update** Comments are now invisible on this one, so you can pop yr addressses there all secret like ;)

I just spent the night on the town in N'awlins. Smoked a sheesha pipe and danced to soul in a room full of old black people. Showed how we white boys git our groove on. Now its time for bed.

Tonight I met Hyneka, a lady who saw me writing and asked me if i was writing a song. She was affable and kind. Later, in the Houston terminal I left my bag to go make a phone call. As I dialled, she tapped me on the shoulder and said "Just lettin ya know I moved your bag beside me. I'll watch it for ya, honey. Do what ya gotta do"

It was a great ( Read more... )

How do I describe the happy turmoil that i'm feeling? The clouds are majestic above the scrolling cornfields, and I feel satisfied as the evening light coats the world in canola, and it all whizzes by. I'm happy on this bus, a box of bouncing heads, a cajun hotpot of multilingual murmers bound for a magic city ( Read more... )

Napa Adventures (pics)

click here: http://aspiringlygodly.livejournal.com/105449.html

Cheers Chris!

ps for the record, that chicken was one of the top ten meals of my life. Seriously.

‘Kuk chunk. Kurattle,’ mutters the train and we all rock and bounce to its cranky song. I watch an old man’s jowls swaying as his gemstone eyes, almost buried in downy flesh sinkholes, peer about. He sparkles. I’m trying to picture the world through water-clear eyes, touch it with soapy, trembling fingers. There is no lamentation in his frame, ( Read more... )

Being a tourist sucks. Plaques and statues of noble dead guys all look the same (why did i never notice this before?). The practise of travelling half a day to gaze wonderously at legendary mountain/artwork/hilarious road sign, be photographed standing in front of it, look at it for one last minute (getting kinda bored by now), then whipping out ( Read more... )