Feeling it.

Almost every day, I’m reminded that I’m not 20 anymore. As much as I don’t have my shit together, I have to start timing when I have my last coffee of the day (no later than 5:30pm) so that I don’t wake up repeatedly during the night. My face has lines now and I have ...

Bloody nose.

I went to bed at 9pm, but woke up repeatedly during the night (approximately 12:20, 1:50, 4:30) thinking it was already morning. I don’t generally have jetlag problems on my way back from Europe, but this time I have one of those acquired-in-transit colds that is choking me with icky sinus leavings when I sleep. ...

Fahr Rad. 3

After pondering my bike rides in London and Berlin, I’ve nearly come to the conclusion that my next bike should be a big, heavy cruiser for running errands and commuting, rather than a speedy racing bike, because I love the attitude behind them: this is a bike for doing shit, not just getting from point ...

It’s Remembrance Day.

I try to go to the National War Memorial every year (this year, I almost didn’t make it for the ceremony) and every year, I weep. The Last Post, the bagpipes, the ever-smaller numbers of Second World War vets parading down Elgin Street. It’s important to me that I go. I actually scheduled my trip ...

This just in…

…me! I just got home and I’m being loved up with my cat, so I’m not going to write much more than this sentence. Tegel Airport is marvellously 1960s and Frankfurt is monstrous, but I made it 3800 miles or so relatively unscathed, despite a fractured sleep.

Es tut mir leid. 1

I really wish that I hadn’t been so damned grumpy and tired yesterday, because trying to explore Berlin for, like, a day? Not easily done. Even on fucking kickass bike like the one I rented today (seriously, yo, it was such a Berlin-y bike – generator lights, big cushy seat, basket – this is what ...

Have I come to build my lethargy? 1

I am cranky and useless at present, pondering early bedtime as I’ve been up since 6:15 and been on the go more or less since then. I have been on jam-packed public transit in three cities in two countries today. (I had to wait as four sardine can trams went by before my luggage and ...

Gra o Tron.

As it was a school/work day, I went on another meandering adventure through PoznaƄ. I went to Stary Rynek again, this time to see the goat clock at the aforementioned/photographed/closed on Mondays Historical Museum, realising when I got there that I didn’t have my camera’s SD card. The detail on these camera phones shots? Not ...

Two become five.

Two become five.
Today’s road trip was not successful in the way I suspected, but awfully delightful all the same. It turns out that Crooked Forest (Krzywy Las) is not in the village of Krzywy Las, but up near Szczecin, which is about 200km away. Google Maps didn’t know this and, duh, we didn’t verify our sources, so ...

Polskatterbrain. 4

First of all, I want to share some words of wisdom from one of Chelsea’s professors (she is in medical school), an ancient woman who strikes fear into everyone at the university: ‘I hope that when you are a doctor, you make a lot of money so that you can have a big estate with ...