A few years ago I started blogging about the many ways I avoided boredom. Then I got too busy not being bored, so ironically that was the end of the blog.
But I miss writing. Some would argue that I do plenty of it still, but there’s no such thing as too much writing, right? My uncle Gerard taught me that!
So, with a shift in focus to tales of my travels, and prompted by the fact that the universe keeps throwing material my way, the blogging recommences!
Sometimes there’s a flight involved, sometimes a train is enough. Sometimes the ‘fits the kitchen sink’ suitcase is needed, sometimes the ‘pricey but indestructible’ backpack is enough. Regardless, there’s always a story to be told.