Tag: Travel

Lake Pleasant at dawn

I started writing this post on December 8, almost one month ago. I meant to finish it while flying home, but… that didn’t happen. I then meant to finish it after I got home… but that didn’t happen. But now, by Jove, I am finishing it! I’m writing this from the departure lounge of Newark Liberty Airport, but I suspect I won’t finish it until I’m in the air, winging my way towards London, England — my home! I know…

Seb, up a Blue Ridge Mountain

It’s a long weekend here in America, thanks to Thanksgiving — but as I don’t have any friends or family to spend it with, I’m just lounging around, sunbathing, reading some Philip K. Dick, tidying the house, that kind of stuff. In earnest, I’m a bit bored, and a bit lonely too. I wouldn’t say that things haven’t gone to plan, but… well, it turns out that I’m not very good at making friends. Or, well, at least when those…

Love at first brain

I had originally intended for this to be some epic catch-up post that chronicled the last two weeks of blog silence. A lot has happened, after all, including a run-in with Our Lord Himself. Unfortunately I’ve been going through photos of zombies and I haven’t left myself enough time to write much. I go to bed around 10pm nowadays. I usually wake up to the light of dawn lancing into my eyes. It’s nice, but I wish my landlady would…

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…

Asbury Park pink sunset

Almost through my first whole week of living alone! It’s very odd, cooking three hot meals per day instead of just one. I’ve done it before — at university — but that was six years ago! The atrophied muscles are returning to strength… but it’s still very challenging (especially in such a small space). I don’t have a whole lot to share as I’ve been working 8 to 5, but I do have this video, which I shot earlier today…

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…