Category: Travel

Ocean Grove, man fishing on groin

This was going to be a lovely story about two large-hearted, generous Texans who gave me free tickets to see a very cool concert in Asbury Park tonight (Portishead!) — but because of the way things turned out, this will instead be a story about how Americans are, in fact, despicable meanies. It all started yesterday evening on the beach (where the above photo was taken, in fact). I was heading towards Bradley Beach (there’s a Thai place there I…

Who knew that living alone was so difficult… and yet so delightful? I’ve only been alone for three days, but I can already tell that I love it, if only for lack of distraction and the complete autonomy. Working from a sun room with seven windows (six facing the ocean) obviously helps matters enormously, though. Here’s a video walkthrough of my apartment: And here’s a video of the sunset from Asbury Park last night (or maybe the night before): Except…

Again, as I write this, I am on a plane — but this time I am flying from Los Angeles to Newark, New Jersey. By the time I post this I’ll be at my ocean-front apartment in Ocean Grove. I’ll upload some photos from the wrap-around deck once I get everything set up. [The photo above is the Pacific Ocean — I was there this morning… and now I’m on the Atlantic Ocean; cool huh? The photo is awesome for…

As I write this, I am sitting on a plane heading to Los Angeles. I am the proud recipient of an upgrade, too, as I didn’t physically fit in my previous seat — so the steward kindly gave me a seat further up the cabin. I’ll probably be in my bedroom at the Hilton Anaheim [pictured right] when I actually get around to posting this, though. [At this point I have now been in Los Angeles for a week, and…

Berlin is not an exciting city — but at the same time, you’d be hard stretched to find a city that’s nicer than Berlin — or indeed, a city with more modern history than fair Berlin. Berlin was completely leveled in World War 2 by the Allies, and for some 30 years after that it was split down the middle by ideological differences — and the Berlin Wall. Berlin was the front line of the Cold War, the Wall acting…

I ain’t dead! An American once scolded me for using “ain’t”, actually. The cheek of it. I had actually hoped to update this blog a couple of weeks ago, before it became a whole month since the last update, but I failed. Fortunately, that’s about the only thing that I’ve failed in recent history, so I guess that’s OK. Actually, I failed my 365 photography project — well, I failed to complete it. The undertaking itself was far from a…