Don’t be afraid to walk alone. Don’t be afraid to like it.

I board the bus and I greet the driver. “Good morning,”, I say, giving him my brightest smile.  “I’m going to Balmedie, please”. He smiles back and then winks at me. “That’s a coincidence! So am I.”

Passport panic!

So where was I?  Oh yes… I’M DUE TO GET ON A FLIGHT HOME IN EIGHT HOURS’ TIME AND I HAVE NO PISSING PASSPORT. Uttering more expletives than the beginning of Four Weddings and a Funeral I tip my room upside down one last time before resigning myself to the fact that it has goneContinue reading “Passport panic!”

Horror in Hungary – a first-hand experience

Prologue:  Three years ago today I was in Budapest and I experienced this situation first hand.  It remains the single most horrific thing I have ever witnessed when travelling.  That night I wrote this piece.  It’s as relevant today as it was then, if not more so. Rewind 36 months…