December 2010
8 posts
there are few things more compelling
than the lush darkness of tropical forest. in an illogical fantasy i could be lost in its moist, magical belly, but then i’ve really been lost in a rainforest before and it was more like one long asthma attack with the occasional leech scare. nothing graceful nor glorious about it at all when you are on foot.
but when your bottom is firmly astride a light, feisty little spitfire like my old...
how beautiful is the open road?
700km of easy riding under a perfect pantone color chart, and at the end of it, assam laksa and The Very Best of Penang Street Food Vol #1.
by a curb in komtar, i found the most amazing rickshaw uncle - so grizzled by age and sun, wearing gold rings on his fingers and ear, a cheeky grin and an immaculate british accent. as he pedaled me genially against the direction of traffic, and stopped in...
found some wisdom at mayo street.
decided to abandon the reckless gsr400 plans and hold out for my dream machine. 6 months to coat my pockets for that!
meanwhile, i set off on the long road to penang late tonight - anyone game for a send-off supper at midnight-ish in the west?
i’ll be back on the 19th, night.
real freedom is when you are unable to summon a tear for anything you’ve had to leave behind.
Oh very young What will you leave us this time You’re only dancing on this earth for a short while And though your dreams may toss and turn you now They will vanish away like your daddy’s best jeans Denim Blue fading up to the sky And though you want them to last forever You know they never will You know they never will And the patches make the goodbye harder still Oh very...