22.4.2008 Yay! Sheep Land... After 3 days at airport I'm finally in Nelson, breathing fresh air, no one asking me for money, shaking their head randomly, smoking or spitting, or squatting on the sideas of the streets... I've arrived in Nelson in the dark but even the short journey from the airport was great, I could see the ocean, the full moon and the stars shinning. I really like this place, so calm, so friendly. Only that I am very spaced out, wrote a few...

22.4.2008 Stuck in airports Lucky that I enjoy airports, watching people arrive and depart because I have now spent 3 days at airports. I arrived in Sydney yesterday around 2pm and Irene whom I had met in Goa at Purple Valley came to pick me up. We went to her apartment in west Sydney whilst she worked a little and I rested. As I have no idea about the time zones anymore I couldn't even figure out how tired I need to be, instead slept for an hour. We then h...

20.04.2008 My feet feel weird Here I am sat in a huge comfy chair at Mumbai airport after 5 hours on plastic chairs and I feel like a 5 year old, these things are as big as sun lounges. All I have to do is look over my laptop to see my feet, my feet that are inside my Campers. I'm wearing shoes after 6 months and it feels ever so weird, I have tingling sensations, feel restricted every time I want to stretch my toes and wiggle them. After 5 days of suns...

18.4.2008 Back to the beginning! I've done a full cycle in 6 months and ending my India trip in Goa. We arrived from crazy delhi with crazy delhi belly 4 days ago. Mum hasnt completely recovered and Raman and I arent 100% but still making the most of the beach life, living in a beach hut, running into the ocean whenever we feel like, going for long beach walks (to pass time, to lose some of the weight I gained and now to become a lobster!) and simply sitting an...

10.4.2008 I'm an Indian Man I wrote this whilst waiting to board a plane from Varanasi to Mumbai on 1st April 2008, a tribute to men of India "I'm an Indian man, born into a family of many children. Although I was fortunate enough to go to school I didn't get very far. I was always more interested in playing cricket, throwing stones at birds, pulling cows' tails and beating up boys who dared talk to my younger sisters. I was always in the streets until I ...