What I hate about Christmas

This should maybe be titled, why I’m boycotting Christmas or something like that but no. I’m not boycotting anything I…

On the road to Whanganui

Well fuck me! I can actually write something in here,,, I’m tossing up between, canning this blog (on this site…

Hell….

That night I descend into a fever, is it the dreaded dengue? Ross River virus, I’m sweating but shivering with…

Delhi

First day in India, yet more Tuk Tuks, Bicycle Rickshaws, a wedding procession at midnight, on the highway from the…

The trip

I don’t hear voices, well I thought the GPS might have been muttering under it’s breathe to me the other day, but I am devoid of auditory illusions hallucinations thus far in my life.