sojourner2settler

Photo: Somewhere up high looking down on Sankt Anton am Arlberg Dec. 2013 At last, arrived in Sankt Anton. Ah! Austria, the land of edelweiss, the sound of music, beautiful women and fathers who want to dig dungeons. Photo: from Google maps, thank you Google for your maps. I have a wise saying, “if you want to know which way the wind blows … don’t drop a brick”. As an example, if you had asked my employer “will you provide three meals a day, as stated in the contract?” they w

December 2013 Photo: I was a good looking seasonaire, this one taken when my nose wasn't bleeding. I had very good reasons for wanting to become a seasonaire, like having food and a bed (see Maslow's Hierarchy of Needs). It took sixteen hours to drive from west of London to Les Arcs in the French Alps. I stumbled off the bus into the blinding high altitude sunlight and the first thing I did was get a nose bleed. What a bloody great start. Once upon a time a British person cou

Photo: A bag for life*. Vi elsker Mad på dansk, på engelsk "we love food". November 2013 “When setting out on a journey do not seek advice from someone who never left home.” Rumi Another version might be, “if you have never left home don’t even think of offering advice to someone about to travel”. As much as I would like to rant about how nobody loves me, everybody hates me, I won’t. Well, a little. Some people, with all the visual acuity of Mr. Magoo, told me I was “running

July 2013 Often, Camino pilgrims find re-entry back to “normal life” a challenge. They have stepped off the work/consumer hamster wheel and discovered a beautiful unforced rhythm to life. Many find the fit so comfortable, they wished to return, I did, still do. “The trouble is you think you have time.” Jack Kornfield, Buddha’s Little Instruction Book. It took nearly being deleted from existence for me to become acutely aware of my mortality. The realisation of the short and f