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Bis Später

Ten days ago, I had to say tschüß to Deustchland.

I’ve never been very good at goodbyes. I tend to get all choked up and teary eyed.  437 more words


I'm safer here than in Glasgow. Also, this post is rough and ready: no elegence to be had. Just sayin'.

The number one question asked of me by friends and family during my latest foray in England and Canada was asked after they found out that Kazakhstan is nicely sandwiched between Russia, China, several -stans and — well — Russia was:  Is it safe?  659 more words


And so it goes...

It’s been a long time since my last update, and I’ve wanted to write one for so long, and there are a lot of reasons, but really, I don’t have free time on my computer. 514 more words


Freaking out

So I’ve left the UK. I gave up my flat, packed up all my stuff to be shipped back to New Zealand and sorted what I needed for the next three months into a backpack. 351 more words


Hitting the target

So a few weeks ago I decided to take up archery. Sure, I hadn’t seriously shot a bow since 7th grade Kenny Guinn gym class (Mr. 1,118 more words


Korea - the gift that keeps on giving

Yesterday I was going through a box in my storage locker, when I stumbled across this pretty little gift box.  During my last few hot, humid, hectic, harried days in Korea, I vaguely remember the lovely gym teacher at my school giving me a farewell gift but I seem to recall being more “Good grief! 240 more words


Village life

After spending most of my life in cities (big and small), one of the biggest shocks to me has been life in a small village in Alentejo.  319 more words