Flying During Covid

“Will you sit down please and wait your turn.” The reprimand was tired and stern in equal measure. It lacked all of the usual sickly sweet enthusiasm of the air hostess. Cast your eyes around the cabin of any aeroplane as soon as you hear the bump of tyre on tarmac and you will see … Continue reading Flying During Covid

Football

Dense fog hung in the air, carrying a strong scent of ammonia on its waves as I stepped over the threshold. The room was busy, an isosceles triangle with its greatest length little more than three metres. I padded along the floor trying to find an opening, seizing the opportunity when one arose. Squeezed in … Continue reading Football

Amsterdam

There is something about the sound of a hand tapping on glass that makes us need to look. Probably it is the brain connecting the sound to that of someone knocking on our window or door. That subconscious link is made in the fraction of a second, before we know it we are investigating. Human … Continue reading Amsterdam

Berlin

After a morning of walking around it felt nice to stop for a second and let the human traffic orbit me as I took in my surroundings. As always my meandering had a vague end goal which I had finally met. The sun was shining down on me with no threat of rain for what … Continue reading Berlin

Warsaw

We’ve all seen mirages on film. A lonely, dehydrated soul lost in the desert sees an image of salvation or beauty, usually in the shape of an expanse of water. A little research tells me that mirages are an optical phenomenon as opposed to the onsetting hysteria caused by heat and dehydration that I previously … Continue reading Warsaw

Zagreb

Since I began to take a more serious interest in travel the word Croatia has always conjured up images of sun, sandy beaches and clear blue seas overlooked by stunning towns (beforehand the nation was synonymous with Luka Modric and one of the most beautiful football kits I’ve ever seen). With this in mind it … Continue reading Zagreb

Schengen In My Boots

When the first police officer with a gun asked to see my passport I was a little unnerved. When the second wanted to see my credentials I assumed it was just a standard procedure. By the time the third wanted to have a look at my travel documents I began to wonder whether I was … Continue reading Schengen In My Boots

Ljubljana

“What music do you like?” If I could pick one question that I never want to be asked it would be this one. It is a loaded question. Do you answer truthfully or pluck an answer from thin air that you think will appease the person asking you? I usually do the latter. Hard when … Continue reading Ljubljana