“I am longing to be with you, and by the sea, where we can talk together freely and build our castles in the air.” Bram Stoker Saturday We head to the coast for a drive. Maybe it is the vastness of Australia, here is Croatia there is a sense of closeness. You can be high…
Category: travel
Dr. Guilio Pastori – Ophthalmologist
“Though the doctors treated him, let his blood, and gave him medications to drink, he nevertheless recovered.” Leo Tolstoy Friday A trip to Trieste to find an opthalmologist. Croatia – Slovenia – Italy in the space of 30 minutes. It is easier to find an ophthalmologist in Trieste than it is to find a park….
Grožnjan – Croatia
“How I hate those who are dedicated to producing conformity.” William S. Burroughs Thursday My eye is still red, but now it is causing me pain. I get this bad headache behind and around my eye. It was so bad yesterday afternoon that I couldn’t read, and I went to bed at 6.00 pm. Shutting…
Want
“Perhaps when we find ourselves wanting everything, it is because we are dangerously close to wanting nothing.” Sylvia Plath Imagine a life where you live in a new country every few years. You travel to all ends of the world. This is me. Yet, every now and again, I find myself in a place living…
Gamlitz – Austria
“The real question of life after death isn’t whether or not it exists, but even if it does what problem this really solves.” Ludwig Wittgenstein Monday My eye feels better and the redness seems reduced. We slept with the window open to let the cold in. I slept well even with the sounds of Graz…
Graz – Austria
“I was within and without, simultaneously enchanted and repelled by the inexhaustible variety of life.” F. Scott Fitzgerald Sunday A good night of sleep. My eye is still red and appears no better even though it is relatively painless. If there is no improvement tomorrow I will try and track down another GP or if…
Sleep
Saturday “I wonder why I don’t go to bed and go to sleep. But then it would be tomorrow, so I decide that no matter how tired, no matter how incoherent I am, I can skip on hour more of sleep and live.” Sylvia Plath At some point last night Shell opened the door to…
Arrivals – Budapest
“To feel one’s attachment to a certain region, one’s love for a certain group of men, to know that there is always a spot where one’s heart will feel at peace – these are many certainties for a single human life. And yet this is not enough. But at certain moments everything yearns for that…
Departures – Budapest
“Is it the sea you hear in me?Its dissatisfactions?Or the voice of nothing, that was your madness? Love is a shadow.How you lie and cry after it.” Sylvia Plath Friday Back to Dubai. I don’t want to talk about it. Back to Zërgë Coffeeshop. Taxi. Airport. Fucking dreadful. “We look up to see if it…