Strange though it may seem, the only thing I enjoy more than going on some wild and drunken travel adventure is the returning home. No matter how brief the journey, I get a real kick out of seeing what’s changed in my absence and I’m certain that this partiality can be traced back to my…
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No one is busy in this world
I didn’t post anything last week as I was in Greece for their Orthodox Church’s Easter celebrations – of which I will write about soon. I took around 1,000 photographs and am currently weeding my way through the best of them. Until then, here are the travel notices from Camden Road station this week. You…
Do what you can
Herself is in Greece, so I’m home alone for the next week until I join her over there for Greek Easter. I’ll have to find something to keep myself occupied for the weekend, though I fear my efforts may amount to little more that sitting on the couch and watching Sergei Bondarchuk’s incredible 8 hour…