Category Archives: Through Space

Observations from trips to Guatemala (2003, 2004), Scotland (2012), the Antipodes (2014), and numerous trips in and around the USA: language, food, culture, geography, people.

Drop. Snap. Repeat.

I am under no illusions: finding the airport bus at Edinburgh International Airport doesn’t rate as an impressive adventure-travel story. Continue reading

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Travelling Since 16 Hours

We have been travelling since 16 hours. We don’t want to eat. We don’t want to drink. We don’t want anything. Continue reading

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Cheap and Good; Good and Cheap

One of a miscellany of short observations from a trip to Scotland. £280. I look again. Yes, that’s what it says. £280. In the last 24 hours I have slept, oh, about 4 hours max. My first meal of this … Continue reading

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The View From Ten Thousand Feet

After hours of intermittent dozing in a space so cramped you couldn’t put convicts in it without provoking human rights complaints, my point of view is a tad jaundiced. All I want is to be once again in a place where throwing garbage on the floor is socially unacceptable. Continue reading

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I’m Sorry (So Sorry)

Two things are needed to learn a language: patience and perseverance. Which of these two virtues matters more, do you think? Continue reading

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But It’s So Easy

Even in English, impatience is the cat that gets my tongue. Working in Spanish just makes it so much better. Continue reading

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Cats on a Hot Tin Roof

My Oxford says a cat is a “small, furry, domesticated, carnivorous quadruped.” What does it know? Continue reading

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Clackety-Clack (Don’t Look Back)

Barrelling through the early-morning intersection, a bus threatens my toes, which are, admittedly, hanging over the sidewalk’s edge a little too eagerly. As the gale induced by this no-doubt speed-limit-obeying bus subsides, I step out into the crosswalk, not caring … Continue reading

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